Dry

She said........It was really coming down
Right in front of me
My heart was so naive 
We neither one...could see
What you've had going on
While I sit at home

Something's out of sync
Could it be our heartbeats
These  blues are turning grey
Becoming tear streaked
But when that sun shines
I'm hanging these tears out to dry

The weather man, well he says...rain
As usual...again today
Drop after drop, I wish it would stop
Or just wash your memory away

I know you think...I'll still be waiting here
Just like it was before.....Me and these same old tears
But when that sun shines
I'm hanging these tears out to dry

When that sun shines
I'm hanging these tears out
When that sun shines
I'm tossing these fears out
Yeah, when that sun shines
I'm hanging these damn tears out.....to dry!!!




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