Weaving Day Lyrics - Michelle Shocked

You had a little drink 

Your friends have all gone 

Leaving you to find 

Your weaving way home 

What more can I do? 

There's a chance that I may 

Have to stand back and watch you find 

Your own weaving way 

It's not the way you talk 

That's making me grieve 

It's not the way you walk 

It's the way that you weave 

It's eating you inside 

Then tossed out like a bone 

Leaving you to find 

Your weaving way home 

The sun on the horizon 

Was turning dawn to day 

By the time you finally found 

Your own weaving way 

Oh, I love the way you laugh 

When I ask you to leave 

I swear that I don't love you 

For the way that you weave 

Forgive me, my friend 

Did I forget to mention? 

The path that you have chosen 

Is paved with your intentions 

Touch a finger to your nose 

I wish you well 

Walk a straight line 

On the road to hell