First Thursday - Antecedent Lyrics

I'd like to
Come see you
On the shoreline
Where we once
Made a home for
The songs that you pour
Yourself into
Now I ask you
Why are you so
Reluctant to smile
Why don't you want to
See me once in awhile

I liked the way
You would lean against the window frame
I liked the way
You would sigh when I said your name
But now the sheets are cold
This song is getting old
And I miss your hands
And your smiling face

Hey Darlin'
Where ya goin'
Don't wanna be here
All on my own
Can't you see
I need your hands like
A growing plant needs
The gently falling rain
Why are you so
Desperate to go
Why don't you want to
Stay with me for a while

I liked the way
You would lean against the window frame
I liked the way
You would sigh when I said your name
But now the sheets are cold
This song is getting old
And I miss your hands
And your smiling face

I liked the way
You would lean against the window frame
I liked the way
You would sigh when I said your name
But now the sheets are cold
This song is getting old
And I miss your hands
And your smiling face

I liked the way
You would lean against the window frame
I liked the way
You would sigh when I said your name
But now the sheets are cold
This song is getting old
And I miss your hands
And your smiling face