It's all over now
The static in the ground
Has all but sprung
I can't
Understand
How we got this far
You are
So kind
The fruit peeled back
From the empty rind
All I see
And all I need
Is standing there in front of me
I don't, don't want
I don't want dry eyes
Son kissed, image
He knows that I tried
All this, fussing
And fighting for my life