Puling

Standing in the middle of a white out Voices all around like the trail end an echo Please, tell me what it was that you said From what i heard it sounds like the beginning of the end Puling in the middle of a phone call Not even your voice could pick up all my pieces Driving home in my new car That i bought for all the space Now it's going all to waste I thought I sang it like prayer The song was always there Put my hands out and felt the air Through the windows I didn't care I yelled out every swear Cried your name like you were there Looked into my eyes in the mirror The time is finally here