Upstairs

Quiet by 9


don't look at me kid, with those waterfall eyes
i'm gonna need some time for my shoulder to dry
lemme see what i can do about it, i know its gonna die
but where does it go now, i can see it away

its a sad sad drive home, no mood for radio
every street light i see, is starin right back at me
maybe the fog will swallow me, can i get a little break?
but i'm carryin a passenger that needs to, needs to

believe, believe in me
I sent it away to upstairs
believe, believe in me
I sent it away

I sent it away

just a wood box with some flowers hung by
i watch you cry when you come and say to me, "why
oh what a troubled life it had with an end that ain't ok"
but my own trouble is creepin on me today

believe, believe in me
I sent it away to upstairs
believe, believe in me
I sent it away

just a bit of chance that i came a year or two before you
now i'm supposed to take care of ya for the rest of my life
run away's what i shoulda done instead of settin examples
but i'm here and you look at me to see the way

right time for a speech i suppose
or should i let you learn on your own
fallin down gettin up all alone yea yea
yea i'm scared now
i need to start to

believe, believe in me
I sent it away to upstairs
believe, believe in me
I sent it away

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