Miranda Lee Richards Pictures Of You
Shine with the mornin'
Beginnin' to pick up that mess that you've made
Are you findin' pictures of yourself on better days?
Say you've been lonely
Tell me that nobody understands you
Are you with me; am I on the outside of you?
I feel ashamed for nothin' I've done
We stay up late; your point is well won
I'm talkin' to you but it's harder than hard
It's bein' right where you are
So you walk with the brown stones
Lookin' a mess in your finest white clothes
You go to the top of the stairs
You open the doors but you're not prepared
And I feel ashamed for nothin' that I've done
We stay up late; I thought you were the one
My hands are tied and this is harder than hard
Being right where you are
So love is an ocean
It's bigger and wider than you'll ever know...
You had to find out on your own
And I feel ashamed for nothin' that I've done
We stay up late; your point is well won
I'm talkin' to you but it's harder than hard
It's bein' right where you are
