fold in my older house
feeling for a roof
i was the older one standing
and i could've told from where i was
that you were at fault
for anyone
i was affraid to put it all on
but you used your words,
you heald my arms as if they were yours
the leaves sing and i could've told from where i was
the beautiful for anyone
you shoulders and arm
i was afraid to put it all on
you used your words
you held my arms
as if they were yours
you held my face as if it was yours