youll find me sitting by the window sill, wondering which way to go
this creative spell has got me thinking is it worth it i dont know.
now your falling through a space that i call mine,
a place you can always speak whatevers on you mind.
now im all alone, trying to figure out if i have the guts.
just another time, i could have acted, instead i messed it all up
but now im thankful for this simple moment in time,
because im speaking out whatevers on my mind.
so i sit im my chair, waiting for a message from you.
you asked the question and i try to answer you,
but i messed it up like i did before.
like i did before.
so im sitting in my chair, waiting for a message from you.
you asked the question and i try to answer you,
im getting worried now, theres a battle and i wont come out on top.
i think ill pack it in hang up the stings, sell out and quit my day job.
now your falling through a space that i call mine,
a place you can always speak whatevers on you mind.
