Like Bells
Paul Baribeau
Moved out, can't go back
And it's cold out, but I've got a place lined up to crash.
I know I'm lucky to say that.
Someday soon I may not be so lucky.
It's cold out, but it's warm in your arms
And right now, I can't ask for anything more
but you just keep giving me more.
Someday soon I may not be so lucky.
Sometimes it's so easy to see
but most times I don't bother looking
And sometimes it's ringing in my ears
like bells or something.
It's bright out with the sun off the snow
When I breathe out, I can see my breath.
And my heart's beating strong in my chest.
Someday soon I may not be so lucky.
It's hard now
It feels like everything to slowed down.
There's so many places I wish I could be.
So many friends that I wish I could see
and I know I'm lucky.
Sometimes it's so easy to see
but most times I don't bother looking
And sometimes it's ringing in my ears
like bells or something.
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