First Week

I am on the very first week away from you
Not a lot to say or do
I see you in the places where I once held your skin
There’s no where I can go where we haven’t been
In the middle of a heartbreak song that I’m writing for you
I find words to escape though the courage I brew
But I hear you calling and my spirit breaks again
I’ll be home but I don’t know when
There is a place and time and the only good
And looking back it’s easy to think that nothing ever really went wrong
And I remember heartache and it helps me understand
Trying to find comfort anyway I can
In the middle of a heartbreak song that I’m writing for you
I find words to escape though the courage I brew
But I hear you calling and my spirit breaks again
I’ll be home but I don’t know when
In the middle of a heartbreak song that I’m writing for you
I find words to escape though the courage I brew
But I hear you calling and my spirit breaks again
I’ll be home but I don’t know when
But I don’t know when