LUCIE THORNE

made a lie

our evenings were fine
what's yours was mine
it felt like nothing but plenty of time

our mornings were slow
no hurry to go
felt like nothing but plenty of time

thought we were over the rush of the first time
thought we were over the rush, thought it was alright

these days stretch along
and i'm here and you're gone
and without you i feel
i'm left here with all of this time

this time
i made a lie

i made a lie of us