Wicking Lyrics

It's all in my eyes

It's all sliding off of you and I

Try to empty my eyes

So I can get back to being enough again

I could wait til the day when you call again

Could I wait til you're losing it all again

Assume that I'm cold

Oh and you don't know

Assume it all changed

While you're gone, all your photos are wrong

Assume that I'm gold

Better than all that you know

I'm giving notes to your god

It's not in your eyes

You cross your arms so they look full

You waited for

What were you waiting for

And now all I do is wait, just like you

Taught me so well, to shrug off, to repel

To forget how to cry

But you know what I could do

I could wait til the day when you call again

Could I wait til you're losing it all again

I could wait til everything's old

Nothing to scold when every map is unrolled

But what would that do for me

I wanna see

Just wanna see you soak up the rain