| Voices Are Best Heard | ||||
| I remember the sound in your voice
How you looked right below me Telling me it�s all above me I remember the sting in my nerves And how good I am at not holding tears back It�s good to get what I deserve When I cross the state line To come home I�ll know it�s over College life will help you forget And everything else will help me remember I wish I could put my life with you in a tape player I�d put it in your heart And lay my head on your chest Listening to what we had over and over Just press the playback button And I�ll never move on I don�t want to remember the sound in your voice I want to hear your heartbeat two inches away Beneath your skin and bones Beneath this trouble This is all above me |
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