اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Stacked up to my height
Turn and see you cry
Crumpled down to my size
Broken by your fathers vice
Those years you don't remember
I spent crumpling leather
In the seat next to where you drive
Where you gave your best advice
Your favourite song line hurts
I didn't understand it at first
But an empty seat on your ride home
Reminds me how often you are alone
