Could She Stll Draw Back? Songtext
von Kiran Leonard

I think about my mother
At the window
Take in the cretonne
And the evening

I think about what keeps me here
A dead-end job, and dust to clear
I think about the palpitations
My father gives me

And then I think of you
I still remember when we first met
You lived just across the street from me
You′d walk me home from work and sing to me
Told me the names of the seas we'd sail
And the house that was waiting for us
Far away, so I commit my life to you
And in my lap sits letters of farewell


I′m stood at the north wall
You hold my hand, I think you're speaking
Oh, to be folded in your arms
I feel ambition turn to nausea
I try to think ahead, reject memories
But I just see mother at her deathbed
The boat blows a mournful whistle; you go on
And I stay put at the barrier

You think that it's easy
Well, if you knew that I wanted to
You think that it′s easy
Well, if you knew that I wanted to
How could I leave derelict this life?
But how could I still draw back
After all you′ve done for me?

No farewell
No recognition