Sift

Lately in my life I've had thoughts about the time we spent Not really any trouble clways a hand to lend There's a shadow, a strain in your eyes, stops too much You made marks, marks in disguise Marks that pass by Breakfasts in the mornings Not thirsty just another day Phone Calls in the evenings Too long to make any sense There's a shadow, a strain in your eyes, stops too much You made marks, marks in disguise Marks that pass by