Blursday

from the album 50
vocals Hillary Watts
lead guitar Dan Upton

I hear the call, it’s all that echos in my mind and what I find, inside her hand is holding mine i’m feeling fine I start to sink, I think I feel i’m on the brink and so it goes, she knows my heart belongs to her in every way from room to room we go and sometimes pause to touch these memories of all the times we’ve touched before and all the happiness it brings i’m warm inside, the lie that this will never end are we still friends, depends on which day of the week this is wait for the fall, the leaves are falling from the trees before we know, to show that winter’s almost here I love you dear I fear tomorrow brings another disappointing night alone and all these memories are all that I have left to keep me warm