WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY - FRONT PORCH lyrics

rate me

Paint a tiny portrait

In your memory

Take it out and dust it off

When you remember me

Sitting on the front porch

Whispers in the dark

The leaves of fall

Are breaking up

And heavy in the yard

I guess that I misunderstood

Or got too comfortable

With the rank and file

Of all the things

You believe in

I guess that I should have seen

We were far from a perfect fit

Whatever it was you needed

I just could'nt give

So tonight

I'll sit out here

With the stars and trees above

And hope you wont think less of me

Than my heart already does