Song | Swear I Was There |
Artist | Adam Cohen |
Album | We Go Home |
I swear I was there | |
I must have waited hours for you | |
I swear I was there | |
Even went a little sour on you | |
I swear I was there | |
I can't believe you thought I forgot you | |
I swear I was there | |
I still have the flowers I brought you | |
And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
And the concrete under my feet boring me | |
I made it to the station | |
But the schedule had changed, | |
I tore my umbrella right before it rained | |
I guessed that I missed you or maybe you never showed | |
I waited there for hours and hours | |
I guess I’ll never know | |
And the setting sun said its work was all done | |
And 24 more cigarettes went in and out of my lungs | |
And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
The concrete under my feet boring me | |
I swear I was there, I swear I was there | |
Wait, why are you going over there | |
Wait, stay right here | |
Wait, why are you going over there | |
Wait, stay right here | |
6th avenue is buzzing; you know the way it does | |
I'm doing practically nothing except thinking about us | |
And the kitchen's have this leak and it's almost as if it's speaking about our love | |
About our love | |
Should I curse at myself like a car that won't start, should I cry out for some help from the bottom of this heart | |
Should stare out the window and watch New York distort in the dark | |
Oh baby, baby please, don't become a memory, a bittersweet piece of my history | |
Oh baby, baby please, don't become a sad song about how good love used to be | |
No don't become someone that I used to know, someone I used to love, some long time ago | |
Don’t become just someone I have to close my eyes to see | |
Oh baby, please, oh baby please |
I swear I was there | |
I must have waited hours for you | |
I swear I was there | |
Even went a little sour on you | |
I swear I was there | |
I can' t believe you thought I forgot you | |
I swear I was there | |
I still have the flowers I brought you | |
And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
And the concrete under my feet boring me | |
I made it to the station | |
But the schedule had changed, | |
I tore my umbrella right before it rained | |
I guessed that I missed you or maybe you never showed | |
I waited there for hours and hours | |
I guess I' ll never know | |
And the setting sun said its work was all done | |
And 24 more cigarettes went in and out of my lungs | |
And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
The concrete under my feet boring me | |
I swear I was there, I swear I was there | |
Wait, why are you going over there | |
Wait, stay right here | |
Wait, why are you going over there | |
Wait, stay right here | |
6th avenue is buzzing you know the way it does | |
I' m doing practically nothing except thinking about us | |
And the kitchen' s have this leak and it' s almost as if it' s speaking about our love | |
About our love | |
Should I curse at myself like a car that won' t start, should I cry out for some help from the bottom of this heart | |
Should stare out the window and watch New York distort in the dark | |
Oh baby, baby please, don' t become a memory, a bittersweet piece of my history | |
Oh baby, baby please, don' t become a sad song about how good love used to be | |
No don' t become someone that I used to know, someone I used to love, some long time ago | |
Don' t become just someone I have to close my eyes to see | |
Oh baby, please, oh baby please |