Testo Wind

Was lying when I saw you
Asked how I was doing, I said fine
Thought I could ignore you
You had to be the bigger man
But I saw right through you
And you went and held out your hand

The wind comes barreling down the street Like clockwork every night
And pours in through my window
Through my window

Like an empty bottle
Whistling in the wind
Still makes music
When I'm done drinking
Don't think I'm ready
To sing all those old songs again

The wind comes barreling down the street
Like clockwork every night
And pours in through my window
Through my window
The wind comes barreling down the street
Like clockwork every night
The wind comes barreling down the street
Like clockwork every night
And pours in through my window
Through my window