Lyrics Crowing - Glen Phillips

Crowing

Been waiting to find
You could’ve been happier given the time
If he’d make up his mind
You’d give yourself to anybody
Who would cross that line
And it was never a question
He was (you were) crowing for repair
You’d give him love and affection
You couldn’t keep him there
Get over regret
While you were sleeping with the angels
He was under the bed
And the more skin you shed
The more the air in your throat would linger
When you call him your friend
Staring at a cold little hand
Reading fault lines of a smell of a man
You were waiting for a word from above
Wouldn’t you know it, no answer ever did come