Cross On My Mind

Flatsound

Compositor: Mitch Welling

I used to take the bus to the ocean
To the spot you said to meet
I walked past everyone I didn't want to see

And with the sun at its departure
And your body close to me
Every word was spoken nervously

I know you never really liked people
I didn't mean to make that worse
I'd give everything I am for who you were

I've got a cross buried in my mind
Swayin' with the morning breeze
Crucify my baby while I sleep

And I know that time is against us
But we really need to speak
'Cause I'm so sick of waking halfway through an apology

I'm sorry for the letter
I didn't expect you to respond
I guess that's what it's like when you're gone

Now I'm dying for a Friday
One where I actually leave
I still know the roads that take me to your street