Текст песни Her Windowsill

She had plants on her windowsill Every day the sun would warm her still She had hope they would grow Bigger than what her future had to hold Telling her to leave telling her to run She had plans she would go far In the light she rose but it was always dark She had hope she would grow Bigger than what her future had to hold Telling her to leave telling her to run Telling her to leave telling her to run But she’s hurting And I’ll wait for you She had plants on her windowsill But we’re Telling her to leave telling her to run