Second Chance

Ain't nobody move the way you did
through the cobwebs and calloused skin
you held me close and filled me up with love.

Now you're gone and its cold again
winter winds in on the western wind
I'm holding my breath to just not quite yet give up

I'm waiting on a second chance
I'm hoping for a second chance

everything's just as it was
with a thin layer of time and dust
forgetting it seems to open less doors than it shuts

and I know I'm not thinking clear
its all to easy for me to hear
"I'm sorry I left, lets go back to how it was"

If my efforts are numbered
and they sum to few
they would not be wasted spent wholly on you
than to chance a new love
and recast the mold
if there's still the smallest chance
to resuscitate the old.