ray lamontagne
i still care for you
Hear me out Day follows day Light turns to clay in my hands How to explain, So pristine the pain It was kindness made the cut so clean I still care for you Hear me out You wanted to me to be Less your love than a mirror Can't you see What you mean to me? (even promises may bleed) I still care for you The hours grow Heavy, And hollow, And cruel as a grave Open Me You'll find Only bones burned to glass. I still care for you