Half a Life

歌詞

Verse 1 Visting hours are over Leave my young, my..., my... - You wait by the photograph On the dusty mantle on the door One day out of every week Is never enough time to speak The words that join this half with yours A house divided...confused Only half my heart is used Not enough...to touch these But don't stop whining until you're looking for words(?) You'll find them(?) Some people...anything that fits(?) Don't you know there's something ahead You just keep making do until you're dead Until you're Visting hours are over Leave my young, my... my,... You wait by the photograph On the mantle on the door But don't stop whining until you're looking for words(?) You'll find them(?) Some people...anything that fits(?) Don't you know there's something ahead You just keep making do until you're dead Until you're