Seven Lyrics - Ellis Paul

Seven times I traced your number 

Just one finger to your voice 

Seven times I put the receiver down 

Seven times I tried to write you 

But I cannot make your choice 

Your lips they move, 

But they make no sound 

And what the cost 

What the price 

I'm the brunt of friends' advice 

Don't look up till you feel the ground . . . 

I'm letting go 'cause holdin' on is killing me 

My timing can be criminally slow 

Too little too late 

Criminally slow 

Seven times I asked forgiveness 

Seven times I'll wait you out 

Seasons will change before words come round 

And in my search for reasons 

I will wash away the doubt 

That came wrapped inside a wedding gown 

And what the price 

What the cost 

Is this the poetry of loss 

The past we build is all torn down? 

I'm letting go 'cause holdin' on is killing me 

My timing can be criminally slow 

Is it never too late? 

Criminally slow