Gears
They say you can’t remember pain, but every time I hear your name, I can’t breathe, someone help me.
The memories won’t leave me alone, I’m beginning to spiral out of control.
It’s all too much the thought of your hands on my body, but you see;
these stitches I’ve sown, oh they’ve come loose, talking to you, I am talking about you.
So from here on out, I vow to myself, to find somebody new.
Who won’t bring back the past and play it again, I want to start from scratch, I want the pain to end.
But it’s hard and I’m tired of holding it in, cause we used to sing, about our love.
Now I’m afraid my voice will fade to a whisper.
As long as you were talking, I would be there listening, every word meant the world to me.
There was nothing you could say and I wouldn’t hear you out, that was how we worked, two gears pressing on.
An now it’s all gone.
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