Bring Her Back Home
She’s the one you keep at your bedside just in case
Late at night you pull her out from your tired place
Her eyes match your sheets but they don’t match your clothes
Then you forget who you are but you think maybe she knows
Bring her back home or else start anew
It’s all ending soon and she’ll be leavin’ you
Bring her back home or else start anew
You already know what you’re gonna do
Don’t you?
Sometimes she’ll disguise herself in your book
You know she’s there, but you don’t bother to look
You have to pretend you see her name in the font
And she says she loves you what more do you want?
Bring her back home or else start anew
It’s all ending soon and she’ll be leavin’ you
Bring her back home or else start anew
You already know what you’re gonna do
Don’t you?
You’re an artist and she’s got shadows drawn across her chest
It’s getting too dark in here to see the treasure at it’s best
When you change clothes, don’t put her back in your drawer
‘Cause don’t she look the finest when she’s already out the door?
September 1st, 2013
Copyright © Rusted Dream | Year Posted 2013
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