All the windows are playing their game Where I won't see outside again Til I write all the fog away I'm putting words in their place Between me and the window's pane From my inarticulate brain But all of the fog is erased When I write all the words that I never said To you
Now the impulse won't go away "Distracted by something?" you'd say Cause you don't see anything It's just between windows and me Wait til it rains again And I write all the words that I never said To you
Will you try to read these lines? Focus hard and give it time Who you are in my life Reads as the water washes
Now the dirt on the window is showing I should have drawn something instead The dirt on the window is showing I should never have written my head I should never have written what I never said To you
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