The Good Left Undone

In fields where nothing grew but weeds
I found a flower at my feet
Bending there in my direction

I wrapped a hand around its stem
I pulled until the roots gave in
Finding now what I've been missing

But I know
So I tell myself, tell myself it's wrong
There's a point we pass from which we can't return
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm

All because of you
I haven't slept in so long
When I do, I dream
Of drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore
Where I can lay my head down, I'll follow your voice
All you have to do is shout it out

Inside my hands, these petals browned
Dried up, falling to the ground
But it was already too late now

I pushed my fingers through the earth
Returned this flower to the dirt
So it could live, I walk away now

But I know
Not a day goes by that I don't feel its burn
There's a point we pass from which we can't return
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm

All because of you
I haven't slept in so long
When I do, I dream
Of drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore
Where I can lay my head down, I'll follow your voice
All you have to do is shout it out

All because of you
All because of you

All because of you
I haven't slept in so long
When I do, I dream
Of drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore
Where I can lay my head down
Inside these arms of yours

All because of you
I believe in angels, not the kind with wings
No, not the kind with halos; the kind that bring you home
When home becomes a strange place, I'll follow your voice
All you have to do is shout it out