My Pilot - For Winter

Isabella

A grey estate near Mossley Mill
A cake, a cup of tea
An apple pie with coins inside
You meant all this to me

A picket fence, a terrace house
A room that's always warm
The stairs that took so long to climb
The room where I was born

Wait for me
Wait for me

A knitting set that's set aside
When people came to call
And blushing brides who beamed with pride
From up upon the wall

A crooked spine that bent with time
A mind I never knew
I was part of your tribe
I meant all this to you

Wait for me
Wait for me
And, oh, I could have been
Oh, I could have been

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