the parlor mob slip through my hands şarkı sözleri
Mother, motherI can't take anotherMoment here the way that it isHeartache, heartacheIt's a fear I can't shakeIt heals, and then it's broken againThe things I love seem to slip through my handsLike a big red balloon or grain of sandI see the future through the eyes of the pastStill I somehow want to make this lastThey say the darkest hourIs just before a flowerOpens ti the light of the sunYou're mt reasonMy softly changing seasonTell me I'm the only one[Chorus]All my life, I've been fooling myselfTrying to make the wrong things rightLike a bird against the cold hard windTrying to find the end of the night
