Just a Faint Line
Maria Diane Taylor, Orenda Corrinne Fink
I called you on the phone
I said I was confused and in a daze
You said this uncertainty one day I would crave
So I wrote down exactly how I want to live
And now it's a promise I'll never give
And it's a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
A semblance of love
Of some stability
It's just a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
A semblance of love
Of some stability
It's just a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
A semblance of love
Of some stability
It's just a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
