Pining
I pine for you
I pine for you
I wind through empty days
I find my mind is crazed
Crazed
I woke up for you
And I smoked out and dried your tears
And I died in that view
And I didn’t know it was you
And I didn’t know it was you
And I didn’t know it, know it was you
And I didn’t know it, know it was you
Obsessed and craving, I sewed my eyes shut
Don’t want to see day until I see you…
I see you
And I’ll send signs to you
Consecrate shrines to you
Entwine my mind to you
How I pine for you
Copyright 2003 Beau Phillips