Lyrics: James Ross Kilmeade
Music: James Ross Kilmeade
Used to get lost in the thought of you
In each thing we would do
when you’d finally appear
Refused to see the cost that those miles had on
Loving you the way I’d want to
So you came and you went
And my love was all spent
Still I lent what I had left
And I meant what I said;
When I told you that first time
Though love sometimes hurts I’m
slow to pull away from
all that we’d built in our minds
You should know:
it wasn’t all in your head.
You should know:
some things are better left unsaid..
I used to feel warm inside
every time I’d hear your name
Used to be filled with pride
Now I find I’m frozen by doubt
hearing echoes of shame.
Faith in what you can see
Negates what it could be
Honestly, Who’s to blame
If we don’t love the same
We’ve weathered some storms
But I drew roots on your arms
when we met, so you’d have....
Something to hold on to;
Tree roots that I drew.
Something I’ll hold onto;
Branches we clung too.
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm
You should know:
it wasn’t all in your head.
You should know:
some things are better left…