windsor

i skinned my hands on the wheel

grippin’ on the ten and two

thinking i was made of steel

but i turn to flesh next  to you

i don’t know if this is the last time

i’ll see the lights in columbia

they don’t go by as fast

and i got half a mind to turn around

but i won’t dear, no not, not for now

does my shadow walk your halls

does it creak on your floorboards

do i appear between your walls

in that old house in windsor

i don’t know if this is the last time

i’ll see the lights in columbia

they don’t go by as fast

and i got half a mind to turn around

but i won’t dear, no not, not for now

and i’m not any better than i was 

when i left you weeping, and i watched

oh lord, how i’ll plead to come back

i’ll be the ghost to your flesh

cuz i don’t know if this is the last time

will i see the lights in columbia

they don’t go by as fast

and i got half a mind to turn around

but i won’t dear, no not, not for now

oh i won’t dear, no not, not for now