Inch of Dust
A part of me you have
A part of me you hold
Apart from me you stand
And there's parts that you had stole
You collect them in the cupboards
Like the pieces of the puzzle
And nest just like a mother
In the dampness of your sweater
It's never put together
As I've watched you from the window
Behind the curtains, winter
Moves slowly as a feather
To wrap around you tightly
As lovers will in meadows
To fall in love with shadows
Where the snow is all but melted
And It's never put together
It's never put together
Behind the curtains, winter
Falls slowly as a feather
The part of you I have
The part of you I hide
The parts of you I hold
The parts you left behind
Call on me
I'll be there always
And call on me
I'll be there always
And call on me
I'll be there always
Call on me
I'll be there always
Call on me
I'll be there always
Part of me you have
A part of me you hold
Apart from me you stand
And there's parts that you had stole
The part of you I have
The part of you I hide
The parts of you I stole
The parts you left behind