I don't wanna come back here, to this place It's a cold that only comes from blaming yourself for two decades wasted And I don't wanna come back here, to this place When it all just repeats in my head again and I cannot stop it And the glass in the trees And all you left here reflects everything that I missed And the glass in the trees And all you left here reflects everything that I missed And the pavement is still warm from the tires I can still feel the fright that the night brings, every song that you'd sing And I won't ever come back here to this place All I ever do is picture you smiling and then picture you leaving And the glass in the trees And all you left here reflects everything that I missed And the glass in the trees And all you left here reflects everything that I missed Slow down Slow down Slow down I'll try and make it up to you I'll try and make it up to you They've cut down the trees to try to forget you But I took a vow to never forget you If you're still here, then we're waiting They've cut down the trees to try to forget you But I took a vow to never forget you If you're still here, then we're We'll wait for you to come back home to the broken little foes Until the guilt grows and grows When the time that's wasted comes back to haunt me And I'll deserve every bit, because I'm not spiritual yet I'm just reading the lines they gave me from the pulpit And it's not fading off, we remember the years As we sift through the laughter to find all the tears And I'm not worthy of grievance, I did nothing to prevent this I'm standing at your grave, I could have caused this © THIRSTY MOON RIVER PUBLISHING; THOUGHTS ON VINYL MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com