Lyrics

I can't wrap my head around
The notion that the present is a gift
You know me well enough by now
To know I know that your devotion
Has a tendency to shift
I can wait for you forever
If that's what you want
I can be a fountain for you
Always filling, always spilling
I burnish every surface in the house
But still I'm haunted by the dust
How much of it is your skin
How could I begin again
You know the words to all my songs
And you prove it to me every night
But could you guess the lyrics
To the song I didn't write
Written by: Stephan Nance
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