I go home with a bottle and a photo of you holding my hand
And I'm drowning as I'm pouring just to get this all outside of my head
And now you’re saying that you can’t be mine
You want to see me but your hands are tied
You want to say it right in the dead of night with no one aroundSlow it down, I won’t be found
I'm not asking for your time
I'm just asking for tonightNow I'm staring at my phone
But you don’t call and now I'm feeling alone
It’s better if you tell me that I'm dreaming
And you’re not coming homeSlow it down, I won’t be found
I'm not asking for your time
I'm just asking for tonight
Compositor(es): Steven Wilcoxson.
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