| My heart might be broken
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| ‘Least these days I got me a good woman
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| Standing in the kitchen where the sun comes through the curtains
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| Wondering what this day’s gonna bring me
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| Yesterday I felt so much more than I feel now
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| Standing in the window with my heart bleeding out
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| They say the world keeps turning, ah but still I have my doubts
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| Because I don’t know what to believe
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| And but day and night, change and uncertainty
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| What can I say, what will I have to show?
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| I’ll be remembered for the love I made or everything I stole
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| Now the sun is going down and I’ll be damned if it don’t look like snow
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| But the heavens on me hold no guarantee
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| But day and night, change and uncertainty
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| Have to hold my arms length
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| Gathering things I find down around my feet
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| Once my back was strong
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| Now I’m on my knees
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| My pockets are filled
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| With broken and worthless things
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| So no more words, nah there’s nothing left to say
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| I’ve learned through love and I can’t live with the pain
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| But I feel a little closer each time she calls my name
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| I know she’s gonna help carry me
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| Through day and night, change and uncertainty
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| Between day and night, change and uncertainty |