Someone Called Sarah - It's Here Lyrics

It's here, somewhere
In this old garage
That once held warm Sunday mornings
And life passed us by
Without a second thought
Without giving a warning
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh
My hands are stained
With the pith and pulp
Of freshly squeezed memories
I can't explain
The longing for familiar
But outgrown necessities
I can't let go
Just quite yet
Without losing a part of myself
In the undertow
Of what we forget
It's meaningless, I know
It's here, somewhere
In this shattered mug
That once held strong morning coffee
And cream tasted sweet
When we both believed
There was never an ending
I can't let go
Just quite yet
Without losing a part of myself
In the undertow
Of what we forget
It's meaningless, I know
It's here, it's here, it's here
It's crazy but I know
It's here, it's here, it's here
I'm crazy but I know
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh