Catie Curtis Mine Fields (from Years To Hours)
I come home, don't know where you are You must be working pretty hard I feed the cat half a can of food and I sit at the table and wait for you I don't like doubting that this old love will hold But I have my moments when I'm just waiting for it to explode (chorus:) Oh, no good deals in these mine fields today It don't matter how I walk, I could get blown away Underneath the soil and the flowers I can hear a ticking down from years to hours There's not a lot of air in this third-floor flat You want to go outside, you want to get some back You have said that you cannot breathe When you're caught up inside here with no reprieve I have been trying not to hold you to your lines But I feel you leaning out more all the time (chorus) "Forever" is a word I leave on the shelf I don't want history to repeat itself So I take it night by night And I try not to hold you too tight And I have been dancing up and down the words Trying to find out why things are not the way they were. (chorus)
