Lyrics

Is this house a home The photographs lay on the floor Time goes by so slow Every day that I'm waiting I'm pleading and praying just Take it away Don't take it away I don't know what to do With these pieces of you I can't breathe from the weight As I'm trying to say I don't want your ghost to be gone Once I heard you say You only want me to be happy But how could I be When I'm lying awake in the bed that we made and The walls seem to whisper They whisper your name And I still hear your voice As it cuts through the noise I'm sure that you're safe But you know that I can't say goodbye Can't throw away The last pieces of you Because if I do you'll really be gone
Writer(s): Bob Pope, James Dewees, Jim Suptic, Matt Pryor, Ryan Pope Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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