David Arn - I'm Leaving You Lyrics
The frame is held with pins and glue, it might have a chanceI’m leaving you lush gladiolas you bought on SaturdayHope they will be okay with this low room lightI’m leaving you prescription bottles empty on the floorYour garden shoes and magazines, the junk at the doorI’m leaving you vintage maps to see where we agreedAnd where we’d cast away from each other’s shoreChristina said she’d drop by to help you get betterOn her footpath she found the button to your pearl gray sweaterNo one knows what’s written in the starsShe saw what’s in the cards I’m leaving youI’m leaving you your religion that cuts its losses every weekCan’t turn its pockets inside out when the poor and hungry speakI wish I was simply leaving for a stroll down the hallThere were times I wished we were that close to callAnd when Christina comes by, my car’s south of the stationThe first demand on your list was reliable transportationBlanket of clouds is coming off the hillI can almost feel the chill I’m leaving you
