Silver

David Cook

Composição: Indisponível

When writing your history
I will always be a footnote
A distant memory
A warning sign of mistakes made
The kind that you learn from

This song is the best of me taking pills for solemn odium,
A better side of me, an open mind, for mistakes made
The kind that you burn from

So take this long confession as my price to pay
IÂ’ve never been the kind to let go
But before you up and walk away
IÂ’m miserable without you, you know
This silver leaves me longing for gold
Second places never carry me home
Second places never carry me home

This song is so wild, the key
IÂ’m trying harder just to even these memories of you
A warning sign of regression
The kind you never learn from
This song is a melody to show you a little more than a bitter history
An open sky of redemption
The kind you always burn from

So take this long confession as my price to pay
IÂ’ve never been the kind to let go
But before you up and walk away
IÂ’m miserable without you, you know
This silver leaves me burning for gold
Second places never carry me home
Second places never carry me home
You never carry me