Andrew Combs - Silk Flowers lyrics
[Andrew Combs - Silk Flowers lyrics]
Another morning, wide awake
Different day, same mistake
Some nameless stranger lying in my bed
One more case of one more night
I’ll have one more so I can fight
That voice of reason weaving through my head
But darling you’re the only thing
Constant on my mind
Do you ever think about me
At least from time to time
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses, dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
I spend my days and what money made
Biding time with wasted ways
Clinging to the same old blues again
All the shoulda been’s and the coulda done’s
Just loaded questions in a loaded gun
What’s the use in ridiculing
Words I left unsaid
But darling I’m still holding on
A blossom stuck in time
Do I ever cross your memory
Like you’ve been crossing mine
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses, dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
Right or wrong, I’m hanging on
Tracing your name in the sky
Counting clouds, crying out tears rolling by
By and by
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses, dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
Different day, same mistake
Some nameless stranger lying in my bed
One more case of one more night
I’ll have one more so I can fight
That voice of reason weaving through my head
But darling you’re the only thing
Constant on my mind
Do you ever think about me
At least from time to time
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses, dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
I spend my days and what money made
Biding time with wasted ways
Clinging to the same old blues again
All the shoulda been’s and the coulda done’s
Just loaded questions in a loaded gun
What’s the use in ridiculing
Words I left unsaid
But darling I’m still holding on
A blossom stuck in time
Do I ever cross your memory
Like you’ve been crossing mine
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses, dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
Right or wrong, I’m hanging on
Tracing your name in the sky
Counting clouds, crying out tears rolling by
By and by
Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses, dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you