Bury My Head In My Hands

even open wounds leave strings attached

to a time and place i won’t get back

and it feels like vertigo

all that running in circles won’t

tell me how to find

some piece of mind

one minute from turning home

one minute is personal

and i don’t know how to cope if this is all i have

and i’ll bury my head in my hands

there was something i wanted to say but didn’t say to you

like a dream where you talk and still the words won’t find a way out

the tip of my tongue just has a way of dragging me down

and it’s just like i tried to say

we’d drift further and further away

went from hey to hello now I’m letting go of someone i used to know

and i’ll bury my head in my hands

there was something i wanted to say but didn’t say to you

like a dream where you talk and still the words won’t find a way out

the tip of my tongue just has a way of dragging me down

and i’ll bury my head in my hands

there was something i wanted to say but didn’t say to you

like a dream where you talk and still the words won’t find a way out

the tip of my tongue just has a way of dragging me down