I work hard to love him.
I reach out,
try to make him know.
It'd be so awful and so sad to leave him alone.
Sometimes my mind goes,
it goes far away,
wherever
the wind blows.
Oh,
cause it don't come easy, my love.
He tries to hold me,
but his arms feel
much too tight.
And then when I need him,
I've pushed him somewhere I can't find.
And I know it's not fair.
Sometimes my heart is here and sometimes there.
Once we were so happy
inside our little home.
But something's in my way, these walls won't
