You can find your own way home tonight
I'm leaving alone
Music played, it was a pleasant sight
You turned and were gone
A lie so easily told
My spit was like syrup
Called after you in the cold
But you didn't hear it
You found me wandering around your town
With nothing to lose
Saying things to other people
I meant to be saying to you
The wind was stealing leaves
Off maple trees that night
I took one last look at you
Then you said goodbye
Did you have a stake in a better game?
Was it washed away in a driving rain?
Vows spoken soft to a friend
What will become of them?
The book always falls open
To the same page
Get along now
You know how it ends anyway
Take your picture, put it in a frame
Squeeze your fingers blue
When you're gone I'll see you just the same
What more can I do
Daphne Video (MV)
The Americans - Daphne Lyrics
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You can find your own way home tonight
I'm leaving alone
Music played, it was a pleasant sight
You turned and were gone
A lie so easily told
My spit was like syrup
Called after you in the cold
But you didn't hear it
You found me wandering around your town
With nothing to lose
Saying things to other people
I meant to be saying to you
The wind was stealing leaves
Off maple trees that night
I took one last look at you
Then you said goodbye
Did you have a stake in a better game?
Was it washed away in a driving rain?
Vows spoken soft to a friend
What will become of them?
The book always falls open
To the same page
Get along now
You know how it ends anyway
Take your picture, put it in a frame
Squeeze your fingers blue
When you're gone I'll see you just the same
What more can I do
I'm leaving alone
Music played, it was a pleasant sight
You turned and were gone
A lie so easily told
My spit was like syrup
Called after you in the cold
But you didn't hear it
You found me wandering around your town
With nothing to lose
Saying things to other people
I meant to be saying to you
The wind was stealing leaves
Off maple trees that night
I took one last look at you
Then you said goodbye
Did you have a stake in a better game?
Was it washed away in a driving rain?
Vows spoken soft to a friend
What will become of them?
The book always falls open
To the same page
Get along now
You know how it ends anyway
Take your picture, put it in a frame
Squeeze your fingers blue
When you're gone I'll see you just the same
What more can I do
Writer: The Americans
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid