Rustic Overtones - Spunk Drive 185 Lyrics
(D. Gutter)The distance that distance can makethese voices keep talking awayI confess about this I'm not sanebut these edges don't seem quite as frayedThat night I cried next to youI didn't mean to make you worrywhat my disturbing conscience can dofrom you, I withdrew, and I'm sorryI live with this....but slowlyI swear that I knew you wellthere were nights that I cried like hellI never said a word but you could probably tellthe words you left out were the ones that i felt-chorus-you have my favorite faceand my favorite smilethere is my favorite placethese are my favorite times