Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Wasted

Standing at the back door , She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood, It felt like broken glass
She said sometimes love slips away, and you just can't get it back
Let's face it

For one split second, she almost turned around
But that would be like pouring rain drops back into a cloud
So she took another step and said I see the way out
and I'm gonna' take it

I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Another glass of whiskey but it still don't kill the pain
So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain
He says it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday
Gotta face it.

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
But still every morning the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted

She kept driving along
Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side
He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear
For the first time in a while

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