Butterfly Garden - This Was Gonna Last

Bradley

Why won't you hear me
You left a pain in my chest
The street is lit dimly
I can't put my mind to rest
Why won't you hear me
When I call you on the phone

And out on the freeway
I can surf the empty night
My eyes are so weary
Exposed to trails of red and white
I wish you would hear me
Motor skipping like a stone

I wanna rest my head on the park bench
And watch the flashes in the sky

I'll travel far, but you're not coming back here
Even if I hope you might

I wanna rest my head on the park bench
And watch the flashes in the sky
In the sky

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Writer(s): Crosby Collins
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