Silk Flowers - Andrew Combs

Another morning, wide awake

Different day, same mistake

Some nameless stranger lying in my bed

One more case of one more night

I’ll have one more so I can fight

That voice of reason weaving through my head

But darling you’re the only thing constant on my mind

Do you ever think about me, at least from time to time

Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane

Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d touch the satin rain

My love is like these roses, dying to be true

Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you

I spend my days and what money made

Biding time with wasted ways

Clinging to the same old blues again

All the shoulda been’s and the coulda done’s

Just loaded questions in a loaded gun

What’s the use in ridiculing words I left unsaid

But darling I’m still holding on, a blossom stuck in time

Do I ever cross your memory, like you’ve been crossing mine

Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane

Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d touch the satin rain

My love is like these roses, dying to be true

Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you

Right or wrong, I’m hanging on

Tracing your name in the sky

Counting clouds, crying out

Tears rolling by

By and by

Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane

Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d touch the satin rain

My love is like these roses, dying to be true

Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you

Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you