I feel the heat begin to rise,
another day full of surprise...

Thin crystal is so delicate
breakable indeed...

A hundred words i want to say
things I'll save for another day...

In theory i guess time slowly passes,
like a tall tale kept untold...

Home is a place where you go to recover
a place you feel like you could stay forever...

I wish that i could turn back time,
and change what tore us up...

A hatred past, a love in bloom
these are the things that keep me close...

I sometimes wonder why it is
you feel that i have sinned...

They call her for dinner, she makes up a reason
she rolls down her sleeves cause shes starting to...

Listen to the clock as time ticks away,
remembering all the mistakes i have made...

Salt and pepper, sun and moon
what would i be if i didn't have you...