A

bound to this couch, i lie in waiting

watching wind blown memories slip by my window sill

i can't fall asleep, voice in my head disturbs me

waking nightmares keep, have my cries fallen on deaf ears

can you hear me or am i....

-

talking to myself again, is there anybody listening

are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

tell me, is the wind in your sails worth everything you give

are you looking for something, forgiveness

-

i leave it up to you, i guess i'm better off removed

because the situtations growing too thick,

in your hands

-

could it have been something i said,

or was it something that i did

did i ruin my chance, have you written me off

tell me where did i cross the line,

and can i work my way back this time

will i always regret this decision

i leave it up to you,

i hope you find a good excuse because

i've given about all that i can give,

in your hands

Solo

,-SLIP IN TO ,

are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

did i ruin my chance, have you written me off

-

i could try to count the times that i've been through this in my mind,

but i'm running out of fingers and i don't have that much time