JTB- all instruments & vocals
Lindsay Weir
Well hello Lindsay Weir
how I wish you were here
and I could reach out
and touch your feathered hair
your fathers army coat
that bewildered look you own
and I know it must be wrong
to write you a song
but I haven't felt this way for so long
like I am that quiet boy in the back of the class
whenever you would go walking past
you would never even see
down to the real me
and I know it must be wrong
to write you a song
but I haven't felt this way for so long
like my heart's about to break
it can't keep up this aching
somebody drive a stake
before it's too late
that confused and lonely time
for which I cannot find a rhyme
to describe the shape I'm in
oh, there goes my heart again
and I know it must be wrong
to write you a song
but I haven't felt this way for so long
like my heart's about to break
it can't keep up this aching
somebody drive a stake
before it's too late
and I know it's all an act
and I know you're not for real
but I can't explain the crazy way I feel
like I lost something I never had
and it makes me feel so sad
so sad, so sad