The Spot on the Wall

Talking to myself at the end of what seemed to be a very long day
Wondering if maybe there’s something I can’t think of that I really want to say
I stop and stare at a spot on the wall but it doesn’t want to go away
And my heart has turned to stone
Again
And I’m feeling all alone
Again
And my body aches
And my head spins
And my vision fades
And I’m back home
Again

Thinking of a girl I used to know in what surely must’ve been another lifetime
She tossed her coin into the well but I with greed refused to part with mine
I stop and stare at a spot on the wall thinking it will give me a sign
And my heart has turned to stone
Again
And I’m feeling all alone
Again
And my hands are reaching
And my thoughts collide
And my mind wanders
And I’m back home
Again

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Copyright © 2014 Mr. Flying Pig

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