Текст песни Thrice - In Your Hands
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Bound to this couch, I lie in waiting Watching wind blown memories Slip past my window sill ICan`t fall asleep, Voice in my head disturbs me Waking nightmares keep, Hhave my cries fallen on deaf ears Can you hear me or am ITalking to myself again Is there anybody listening Are you taking this in Am I wasting my breath Tell me is the wind in your sails Worth everything you give Are you looking for something Forgiveness I leave it up to you I guess I’m better off removed Because this situation’s Growing too thick Could it have been something I said Or was it something that I did Did I ruin my chance Have you written me off Tell me where did I cross the line And can I work my way back this time Will I always regret this Decision I leave it up to you I hope you find a good excuse Because I’ve given about all that I can give I could try to count the times That I’ve been through this in my mind But I’m running out of fingers And I don’t have that much time