Wish
Where have I landed I don't quite remember
I feel to pieces one night in December
Pictures in boxes remind me of something
I miss the days when our fingers were touching
The memories of losing you
You're like a ghost
Tracing where I said to you
I wish you would listen, I wish you would listen , I wish you would listen
to get through it
to get through it, to get though it
All my decisions were just second guesses
Looking for love like a bride looks for dresses
Every mistake turned to some sort of yearning
A heart that was hollow has filled up with meaning
to get though it