Something Happens When I Hear Your Name
Maeta Hall, Matthew McCabe, Sean Fenton
Time slips through my fingers
Taste of you still lingers
On my lips like winter
Burning like ice over the flame
Turning over pictures
I still hear your whisper
Worshiped you like scriptures
Hard to say, "I miss you," through the pain
When all the signs said run away
It was so much easier to stay
I drove for hours in the pouring rain
To tell you, "I'm alright"
To say that, "I forgive you"
But something happens when I hear your name
