Peter Mulvey - Tender Blindspot Lyrics
It's cold, but at least the sun is outHer breath hangs glowing in the airShe's standing at the car with the key in her handLike a sleeper coming back from somewhereAll at once, the weight has liftedForgotten the weeping all last nightShe's wearing a frown borrowed from her fatherHer head is tilted a little to the rightAnd it's just your tender blindspotNot the ruination of your soulAs long as trees are skyingTears are weeping seas to make us wholeStill you wonder why you're achingWhy you should go on, you just don't knowBut it's just your tender blindspotFrom that tender blindspot you must goThe days are short and greyIt's the hardest time of yearAnd she must have missed the roadsign that said