What is it my love?
What do you mean by go?
No I don’t know
The room holds its breath
Her cat is playing dead
I’m not a part of this
I’m just a figurehead
Do I hear a phone, who is calling me?
Through the walls of this home, it’s calling
Mounting a memory of somewhere I’d rather be
So what is this thought
I was thinking of
About leaving now and giving up
The worst time is when you’ve almost won
or you’ve almost lost
Silence’s a brute
When you’re awestruck and mute
It tears at the heart and it pulls apart
Before I raise tears and come again,
Something ‘bout loss, care and pain
A smile, for the ricochet, I’m bruising anyway
So what is this thought
I was thinking of
About leaving now and giving up
The worst time is when you’ve almost won
or you’ve almost lost
What is it my love?
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