Well, I’ll leave this place
With my heart in a suitcase,
A name, a face
Another part of embrace.

I can hear you breathe
Breathing to let it go,
I wrote you words, they were selfish…

I know it’s hard when you’re living in the past
And your mind is fighting time, it’s like you’re running with the
Blind.
You've got to let go…
Well, I would hate you to let go…

I've touched your sleeve,
You were drained from my needing’s.
The split was simple
You were tired, I was weak.

I watched you look
And I make up all the meanings.
A book of fiction
Not worth reading.

I know it’s hard when you’re living in the past
And your mind is fighting time, it’s like you’re running with the
Blind.
You’ve got to let go…
Well, I would hate you to let go…

Going along,
Singing this song,
Bangin’ out the words like a new born drum.
A heart of stone
To match this new cold home.