Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maura Weaver
Maura Weaver
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maura Weaver
Maura Weaver
Composer

Lyrics

Headin' out to die But I got sunshine in my eyes I will catch the rays of light In a fertile jar I walk past your door Where I lay the night before I can't see you anymore I guess that's alright To me In my state of mind I circle 'round goodbyes I can't find the reasons why You walked away from me I try to pick up my feet At seventeen I found a man so mean Next to him you were a dream Or just a sigh If I can't call Well I'll learn to catch my fall I will tear down these damn walls And rock myself to sleep My promise I will keep Gardens I will weep I try to pick up my feet
Writer(s): Maura Weaver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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