Name Taken - For Sunday

For Sunday

For Sunday
For 17 years I have let this go, I have let this go
No one cares now, not even I now,
that this familiar place has never once felt like home
So when you think that you have the right to say,
why doesnt your heart burn like ours?
I will let the ashes go, this wound you can not replace
No one including you cared to comfort the flame
Because you can not see me,
so dont pretend like I owe it to you, like you saved me
Its not of your hands
I owe nothing to you
You never reached out when I needed anyone
But when voices sing and lift to promises that I have never seen,
then and only then do I truly feel home in this hope
So befriend me and smile to my face, I swear Imlying this time
I have never been so far away when these regrets are worthless to me
And God why do I blame them?
Imbegging you to forgi have me
But when voices sing and lift to promises that I have never seen,
then and only then do I feel home in a hope that wi will embrace the sky