we come from you. seen what you do, anyway.
you've given me reason not to think twice
about your problems that you can't keep to yourself.
it's these scribbles on papers
that tell more than any picture anyway.
tell me about your time spent...
as a child can you recall a sweet scent
that brings you back to a life,
a life worth living today?
i needed more than you could give
so i could take it away.
was it something i said?
was it something i did?
was it something that you left?
and these are the times.
yeah, these are the days
i'll remember when you're gone.
please see me through,
because i don't know what to do.
keeping these thoughts in mind
i'll tell you just why
these feelings are so important to me.
like an open book i read you.
like a rusty car i keep trying
to make some sense out of all of this,
telling myself that i can do it.
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we come from you. seen what you do, anyway.
you've given me reason not to think twice
about your problems that you can't keep to yourself.
it's these scribbles on papers
that tell more than any picture anyway.
tell me about your time spent...
as a child can you recall a sweet scent
that brings you back to a life,
a life worth living today?
i needed more than you could give
so i could take it away.
was it something i said?
was it something i did?
was it something that you left?
and these are the times.
yeah, these are the days
i'll remember when you're gone.
please see me through,
because i don't know what to do.
keeping these thoughts in mind
i'll tell you just why
these feelings are so important to me.
like an open book i read you.
like a rusty car i keep trying
to make some sense out of all of this,
telling myself that i can do it.
you've given me reason not to think twice
about your problems that you can't keep to yourself.
it's these scribbles on papers
that tell more than any picture anyway.
tell me about your time spent...
as a child can you recall a sweet scent
that brings you back to a life,
a life worth living today?
i needed more than you could give
so i could take it away.
was it something i said?
was it something i did?
was it something that you left?
and these are the times.
yeah, these are the days
i'll remember when you're gone.
please see me through,
because i don't know what to do.
keeping these thoughts in mind
i'll tell you just why
these feelings are so important to me.
like an open book i read you.
like a rusty car i keep trying
to make some sense out of all of this,
telling myself that i can do it.