January, Slowly

I brought last summer's t-shirts to the Goodwill store
And cried myself to sleep upon the kitchen floor
I know I'm not perfect but I try to be
At least a little better than I was last week

Ooh

I'd take you for a spin if I had room in my car
But the boxes from the move are stuck in back like a scar
It's hopeless to get up if I can't move my hands
I could build a house out of my broken plans

Ooh

Torn movie theater ticket stubs I left in my purse
I watched them all again
I hoped it'd feel like the first
But nothing stays the same and it gets duller with time
The colors got all muddled so I painted it white

Ooh

I tried to start a garden with the tools in my shed
But by June the flowers wilted and the leaves had fell dead
I know I should be happy with the life that I've made
But why is it the only thing I'm aching to change



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Writer(s): June Kolentus
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