Ingram hill

Mary came back in the middle of December With a scar she never could remember She was always so high in school And no one ever knew the difference Then we'd cut class and we'd dream about the ocean...

A dark clear sky above our heads You're tongue is cold but still your heart it bleeds for something more Bittersweet memories from my bed Haunt your world of trust that crumbles in between my hands...

I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice From the words that I heard I had no choice They told me that I had to turn around My assurance slowly faded down and I wonder Will I ever make it...

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone Turned on some music to start my day I lost myself in a familiar song I closed my eyes and I slipped away It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old...

Stuck in time, cause I can't decide What to do or what to say Don't know how, to make up my mind Something I go through everyday I try to explain myself to you Why can't you take my word? I don't know...

Here I am...same old thing. Day in, day out, routine again. Morning comes, evening goes. And still this day, I do not know where we stand. I don't know what you see us as My only guess is you see me...

Minutes till dawn, I'm awake stare at the phone, and I wait - Daylight creeps in, through the blinds Stron as I've been, well I was lying But now I've lost control it's hard but I've found my soul...