Sift

Lately in my life
I've had thoughts about the time we spent
Not really any trouble
clways a hand to lend

There's a shadow, a strain in your eyes, stops too much
You made marks, marks in disguise
Marks that pass by

Breakfasts in the mornings
Not thirsty just another day
Phone Calls in the evenings
Too long to make any sense

There's a shadow, a strain in your eyes, stops too much
You made marks, marks in disguise
Marks that pass by