Brett Fromson In My Library
[Verse 1]
Slam my bedroom door
Oh, seven years or more it's been
I find myself searching through my closets and my drawers
And secret candy tins
[Verse 2]
Fumbling through the pages
Yellowed with age are the records I keep
Full of pretty faces, jottings and erases rests my library
[Chorus]
Oh I don't want to put you in my library
With those old forgotten songs
I don't want to put you in my library where the dust belongs
I want to build a house out of you
A home
A place to stay
I want to weather the winter with you
I don't want to put you away
[Verse 3]
Oh I bet you know the feeling
When you're weak, defeated by loneliness
Scrolling through your address book for the person of your dreams
[Verse 4]
And every single eye you catch
Could just be another photograph
Yeah that was me and you
But your color bled through and now I'm praying for the real thing
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
There's patterns in the carpet
Stickers on the wall
Crumpled up love notes
Rubber band balls
Chronicles and histories
Shoulda-beens and oughts
Broken CD cases
Guilty thoughts
[Extended Chorus]
Oh I don't want to put you in my library
With those old forgotten songs
I don't want to put you in my library where the dust belongs
I wanna build a house out of you
Wanna hold you at night
I wanna look in your eyes
Where the future's so bright
I wanna lay down the timber
The bricks and the clay
For a lifetime with you
[Chorus]