sometimes i wish you were here

to hold me in the midst of fear

to make this awful knot undo itself

but i guess it's ok...

it's been a year, a whole year, you know?

since you pushed me back and told me to go

it's been a year since i cut this deep

since i let, what seemed like, gallons seep

since my sanity crept away

but i think now, i'm ok

a whole year,

you know?

so sometimes i wish you were here

to hold me in the midst of fear

to make this awful knot i occasionally come upon

undo itself

but i guess it's ok...

i use to watch the river, wishing it would consume me

thinking a death wish, with a smile, pleasently..

i'm still that lonely.

somewhere, in the depths of it all.

so sometimes i wish you were here

to hold me in the midst of fear

to make this awful knot i stumble on

undo

but i guess it's ok...