Sympathy Song

streetlights shining bright

at 2 am

and i'm just trying to find

a way back to what i've lost again

 

can't count the stars

while you sing your sympathy song

to sunday morning's lonely world

softly humming to buckley's 'hallelujah'

we just can't make sense of it all

 

we're standing here

touch my fingertips to your lips

just a cold lover

trying to get a moment back of

what you thought

she owed you forever

 

can't count the stars

while you sing your sympathy song

to sunday morning's lonely world

there's no hallelujah

to thread a string of hope on

 

sunday morning's lonely world

her moon strains to keep daylight at bay

oh, this lonely world

trying her best to comfort those hiding in pain

from last year's love

gone wrong once again

 

can't count the stars

past four hundred and three

daybreak is here, and she ain't waiting

for you to realize

your heart's still beating

your heart's still beating

Author's Note

definitely the first, rough draft.