Child
She was a regular at that coffee shop in Peekskill
Where she drowned herself in black caffeine
But the bitter stayed in her drink
As her heart was warm and mind would think
Nothing could go wrong
Or so she thought
He'd say use your head for more than just a hat rack
She'd yell back with things I can't repeat
But when the sun hit the sand
She knew he was the only man
To love her more than life
So when, oh when
The days start getting colder
When, oh when
We both start getting older
I'll see through to be sure to make do
With everything we've got
And February days fell like cigarettes
Burning fast, her table's set for one
But a rose came through the gray
On that good-for-nothing holiday
He sent from back home
So when, oh when
The days start getting colder
When, oh when
We both start getting older
I'll see through to be sure to make do
With everything we've got
You used to hold my hand
Will you reach out again
Even if I try
To pull myself away
It isn't fair to stay
I'm acting like a child
Will you reach out again
It's not my place to stay
I want to hold your hand
I pull myself away
Coffee stains and red
Letters and my head
As pedals fade to gray
You used to hold my hand
Will you reach out again
Even if I try
To pull myself away
It isn't fair to stay
I'm acting like a child
Oh well, oh well
The weathers getting colder
Oh well, oh well
We can't stop getting older
So see me through
I'll make damn sure you do
'Cause you're everything I've got
Where she drowned herself in black caffeine
But the bitter stayed in her drink
As her heart was warm and mind would think
Nothing could go wrong
Or so she thought
He'd say use your head for more than just a hat rack
She'd yell back with things I can't repeat
But when the sun hit the sand
She knew he was the only man
To love her more than life
So when, oh when
The days start getting colder
When, oh when
We both start getting older
I'll see through to be sure to make do
With everything we've got
And February days fell like cigarettes
Burning fast, her table's set for one
But a rose came through the gray
On that good-for-nothing holiday
He sent from back home
So when, oh when
The days start getting colder
When, oh when
We both start getting older
I'll see through to be sure to make do
With everything we've got
You used to hold my hand
Will you reach out again
Even if I try
To pull myself away
It isn't fair to stay
I'm acting like a child
Will you reach out again
It's not my place to stay
I want to hold your hand
I pull myself away
Coffee stains and red
Letters and my head
As pedals fade to gray
You used to hold my hand
Will you reach out again
Even if I try
To pull myself away
It isn't fair to stay
I'm acting like a child
Oh well, oh well
The weathers getting colder
Oh well, oh well
We can't stop getting older
So see me through
I'll make damn sure you do
'Cause you're everything I've got
Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Kenny
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