facing west

a room with a window facing west

towards the sea

you

with your hands across your chest

facing me

sing me a song

your voice is like silver and

i don't think that i can do this anymore

i'll take the high road that he walked

once before

you sit and watch me as i come

through the door

sing me a song

your voice is like silver and

i don't think that i can do this anymore

sing me a song

your voice is like silver and

i don't think that i can do this anymore

show me the path down to the shoreline 'cause

i don't know if i can do this anymore

a room with a window facing west.