Find a thread to pull | |
and we can watch it unravel | |
The lines we both have sewn | |
to form the fabric of a fragile home | |
We'll spend a month apart | |
At least I know when you'll be coming home | |
But this is just the start | |
We'll find out who we are | |
A hint of light in the dark | |
But only enough to keep from giving up | |
If I could go back to the start | |
To break the pattern forming between us |