On My Mind

If I’m nothing but honest, with little to offer, I write songs about hope but I
sing like I’ve lost it.
What you see in me is getting harder to see, the whole worlds in those eyes,
and it’s dark, blue and deep.
I’ve got three feet of rope and I don’t fear the end, but this letter to you…
it scares me to death to say, «Leave a light in your window, keep love in your heart.»
If I’m nothing but honest, it’s time to let go, we’ve been tethered together,
here we pray that we’ll float.
Oh rotten rope, please take the strain when I can’t cope, but I hope,
and I hope, and I hope.
Cause I’m tired and I’m desperate, dearest rope, take my breath away.
Take all that I was once, that leaves you feeling empty.
When it’s true, and you don’t say, then those eyes they tell me everything.
They say «loving you these days, it ain’t what it used to be.»
And my darling, no I don’t fear the end.