Edwin McCain - Through the Floor

Bathed in sunlight woke from dreams of murderous intentions
Pursued by dogs and men and things
I'm just too scared to mention
And the first thing that I think of are her sympathetic eyes
That see with only positive emotion

And she talks of being grumpy,
but I know that grumpy's not her style
And I soak up all her beauty 'cause I'm only here awhile
And I muddle through my docket, nestle in the pocket
Just sit back and think about the world
And the only thing I see when she's looking back at me
Is the promise of how life could be
And as I wrote my chest got tight for her
I know that I'm not right for her
And I couldn't live if I ever caused her pain
But at least I have a message that I can leave
That tells her of this spin inside
My gears turning, I'm still learning to trust myself
But at least I've told her of this difficult good-bye

Seven minutes before I'm leaving
and now my chest is heaving
I just can't go like I did before
And tomorrow I'll be miles away and dreaming
That She Hears My Voice
Floating Through
The Floor

Edwin McCain - Through the Floor

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