Hightide Hotel
The Tender and the Terrible
Sleeping on newspaper across the hall from your portrait on the wallStands six feet high and six feet wideConcentrating on the marks you made both on me and on the pageAnd mulling over hazel eyesThis is inertia calling To let you know I'm falling Way too fast To ever slow down nowI wouldn't know howYou packed the last of your things into your car before you leave for the summerA hug and sigh, the hard goodbyeRode the bus back home slouched in defeat and broke down in the window seatAnd mulling over hazel eyesThis is inertia calling To let you know I'm falling Way too fast To ever slow down nowI wouldn't know how
From Letras Mania