Blessa

come home in the summer
live a life that you miss
its alright
ill fill you in
dont you wait
for me to call your name again
i see the wind blow into my shoes
each grain cuts into my nerves
its hard to let you come on in
and let you know that i was hurt
search for a life
every second
every day, every night
its a blessing
i found a job
i do it fine
not what i want
but still i try
i see the wind blow into my shoes
each grain cuts into my nerves
its hard to let you come on in
and let you know that i was hurt