Little Movies

Verse 1

Watch the day unfold in little movies

With silver tears that sparkle from my eyes

I catch myself and turn to toughen up

But it hurts too much to try

Watching my reflection in the window

In the afternoon gold beaming sun

One more scene fades out in black and white

Still another has begun

But you don’t know I have seen the ending

Still I can not look away

Don’t you know all of this pretending

Is just a little movie that we play

Verse 2

You could play a tune for all your troubles

And I will help remind you of the words

Angels born in hell will sing our praises

Like this broken song deserves

Sunday sun please take me down

I want to hear that lonesome sound