Dead To Me

The Hand With Inherited Rings
Her hair is falling out again, you're sitting there and you are wondering, What to do knowing you can't change a thing She's gonna force a little smile, buy only after a little while, Saving strength for some other time. Back when we saw you not paying attention to us We didn't care A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands Now every time your telephone rings, You're afraid of the news it brings Knowing that soon comes the worst So you offer her company and hold her hand with inherited rings, Share a bed, and maybe some laughs Back when we saw you not paying attention to us We didn't care A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands From Letras Mania