I woke up this morning my head felt dense. I splashed it with water trying to make it make sense. I stumbled to the kitchen she was standing at the sink.
In a sandalwood frame. We bought in New Mexico. I was wearin' the chain that old Indian made. That we practically stole. . Little shells in a jar. We found Hanalei Bay.
Many times love is on the table an' the stakes are high. And I thought this was love so I laid it all on the line. You nearly took everything I have. Never knew I could hurt so bad.