| I don't know | |
| why the notes don't want me | |
| why the notes don't want me | |
| And I don't know | |
| why the ghosts don't haunt me | |
| why the ghosts don't haunt me | |
| But of the rocks left in my road | |
| I couldn't love a single stone | |
| if the road won't take me home | |
| if the road won't take me home | |
| Please forgive me | |
| I have been ungrateful | |
| I've forgotten | |
| where it was I came from | |
| and all the friends who loved me | |
| and all the gifts they gladly gave | |
| and all the silence they've received | |
| How it cuts me to the bone | |
| how it cuts me to the bone |