Election Night
You turned to me
On election night
With powder in your hair
While "pardon me"s
And "excuse me ma'am"s
Coalesced out of the heat in the air
I saw you then
Through a camera lens
In chiaroscuro style
And in that frame
For just a moment I
Thought I could make out remorse in your eyes
I'm giving it up
So I can believe in you
I'm giving it up
So you've got to be sure
Of who is tying your wings back
And who is cutting your hair
The good days come
In a crystal glass
With friends we used to have
"Just call me up"s
And "I'll see you there"s
Are starting to take up the space of your name
I'm giving it up
So I can believe in you
I'm giving it up
So you've got to be sure
Of who is tying your wings back
And who is cutting your hair
I've not seen
Your face around here
In years
But believe me
I've not forgot
You blink and you look at me
I blink and I fall asleep
I'm giving it up
So I can believe in you
I'm giving it up
So you've got to be sure
Of who is tying your wings back
And who is cutting your hair
Is cutting your hair
Is tearing down after the party
Is cutting your hair
And packing up the scissors
Is cleaning up after the fun has been had
And the paperwork gets signed
And you walk it on back
On election night
With powder in your hair
While "pardon me"s
And "excuse me ma'am"s
Coalesced out of the heat in the air
I saw you then
Through a camera lens
In chiaroscuro style
And in that frame
For just a moment I
Thought I could make out remorse in your eyes
I'm giving it up
So I can believe in you
I'm giving it up
So you've got to be sure
Of who is tying your wings back
And who is cutting your hair
The good days come
In a crystal glass
With friends we used to have
"Just call me up"s
And "I'll see you there"s
Are starting to take up the space of your name
I'm giving it up
So I can believe in you
I'm giving it up
So you've got to be sure
Of who is tying your wings back
And who is cutting your hair
I've not seen
Your face around here
In years
But believe me
I've not forgot
You blink and you look at me
I blink and I fall asleep
I'm giving it up
So I can believe in you
I'm giving it up
So you've got to be sure
Of who is tying your wings back
And who is cutting your hair
Is cutting your hair
Is tearing down after the party
Is cutting your hair
And packing up the scissors
Is cleaning up after the fun has been had
And the paperwork gets signed
And you walk it on back
Credits
Writer(s): Brogee Michael, Foster Jay, Pritchard Ryan, Fisico Alexander, Brogee Paul Lachance
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