Mount Pleasant

You caught my cold

I slept on the floor

Heard of the whisper

Pressed my ear against the door

Asked you not to tell secrets

Said you'd quit and I believed it

My last memory of you

You're pushing your hands into your pockets

Call your name quietly

In my sleep now and again sometimes

Spend all of my time worrying about

Nothing everything

You might lose it

You might lose it

It might never come back

It might never come back