Triggers & Slips - Glass Window View

One by one, they're falling from me
As the leaves all cover the street
I was driving home just yesterday it seems
And you were still waiting for me

Cold winds
Have made their way to
These three panes
Of this glass window view

Day by day, it's haunting to think
My memories are disappearing
The question, that's been killing me
Am I the wood or the tree?

Cold winds
Have made their way to
These three panes
Of this glass window view

Cold winds
Have made their way to
These three panes
Of this glass window view

Written by:
Morgan Snow

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find