I wish I could′ve buried you and laid down right beside Your life stained my clothes Oh, to hold you, I didn't mind
We′re not back where we started You're not where you should be And you're not what you say you are But you know that better than me So I′ll wait for you here In the fog In the cold In the rain On my skin I don′t feel it, but I hear you again Are you still listening? I'm still listening
Writer(s): Abbie Bosworth