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I carve, I carve your name into the wood I use, I use to build my homeRegret, regret the words I, the words I never sayThey stay up in my headIn October, the leaves are falling down on this roofIn this house, I sitI sit around, and all I want is to...Sing her a love song and write it from the heartIf she could see what's running though my headSing her a love song and write it from the heartThen, she could see...I starve, I starve my brain for thoughts of something newIt seems there is no roomThis house is full of paintI paint it red and gold, but only see the whiteIn October, the leaves are falling down on this roofIn this house, I sitI sit around, and all I want is to... Sing her a love song and write it from the heartIf she could see what's running though my headSing her a love song and write it from the heartThen, she could see what I have builtLetras de canciones When I'm not running from this high of counting clouds from cigarettes, I stand upStare into my face, asking where I could have beenWell, I'm not crying over all the pretty ways you move your lipsI carved this house, and in this house, I sitI sit around, and all I want is to... Sing her a love song and write it from the heartIf she could see what's running though my headSing her a love song and write it from the heartThen, she could see... From Letras Mania