Sourpatch
Same Street
I often sit and wonder if we could ever tear down the wallThat we built last winterIt separated you and I if you were so close you could hear me cryOr would you just think it was the sound of the wind blowing through the leavesIf I could only speak to youIf we were on the same streetWould you know that it was me standing thereWould you know or would you careI ask around to see just how you are doing these daysIf you are healthy and okayI had a letter in my hand to send to youBut the mailman doesn't come around my street anymoreIf I could only speak to youIf we were on the same streetWould you know that it was me standing thereWould you know or would you care
From Letras Mania