a place aside
Singer:orton, beth
i do still sometimes put my hand across
and i feel as yours gets placed on top
we drive along these empty streets
same old ones they've always been
i can still hear your heartbeat in the dark
we're still setting up the same old sparks
pull me close and we lay still
i wrap my toes around your heel
and we're talking as i write this song
and i suppose we really do
i suppose it must be true
there will always be a place aside
i do still sometimes stare into your gaze
the way we'd stay for days and days
'scuse me but this seat is taken
they've been a while but i'm still waiting
and if i light these matches just to watch 'em burn
and i forget to keep myself warm
and i forgot how to sing my song
then i suppose i really do
i suppose it must be true
but there will always be a place aside