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Tap At My Window |
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He taps at my window |
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Willing that I let him in |
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I don't think I will though |
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My heart's taken, I won't tell him again. |
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And maybe I'll write him a story |
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And maybe I'll fall asleep in his arms. |
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Maybe I'll wake up lonely and falling away again. |
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And until you cut me down |
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I'll race around this town |
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Trying to find, oh, an emotion you cannot deny |
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And I will not have him treat me this way. |
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And mother, I blame you |
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with every inch of the being you gave |
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For I have become you, |
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And I know every part of the game |
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And father, I love you |
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But how can you watch as I push her away? |
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I cannot forgive you for bringing me up this way. |
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Maybe I'll write them a story |
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And maybe I'll fall asleep in his arms. |
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Maybe I wake up lonely and falling away again. |
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And until you cut me down |
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I race around this town |
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Until you cut me down |
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I race around this town |
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Trying to find, oh, an emotion you cannot deny |
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I will not have them treat me this way. |
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So tap at my window, |
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Maybe I might let you in. |
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I don't think I will though, |
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My heart's taken, I won't tell you again. |
