And I grew up on alcoholic evenings
And slow jazz music to keep my heart beating
'Cause after all that happens in a dissolving family
The need for a song to sing me to sleep still rings trueAnd I always knew that there wasn't glue strong enough
To sew these roots together
And now that I've wasted too many years
And I've lost track of where I startedI have to dream at night of who I was and why
After twenty years of marriage let's say
I am what is left and I'd like to go back now
And make myself upI'd be a brick so I wouldn't feel, I'd lift myself up
I'd throw myself at this house
To break windows and smash walls
To keep time where it was and where it should be
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Christopher Lane ConleyPublished by
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