LYRIC FOR SALE

By Willow Tyld

Driving home, tying my hair in a knot
Nervous and anxious
And tortured by thoughts

The road ahead,
Dark and unclear,
But one thing is certain
The end must be near.

I know that you're lonely
But you’re not like me
You have a partner
But long to be free
I have myself,
My guilt and my pain
The wind in my hair
Regrets that remain….but

Don't worry, baby,
I know what to do
I'm gonna keep singing
This love song to you…..

Don’t worry, baby
It's time to let you go
Its ok baby
This is what I know

My heart has grown impatient
And yours belongs to her
A love that cannot grow
Is a love that is not pure.. so

Don’t worry, baby
Its ok baby
It's time to let go
Its time
Its time
This is what I know.

I can’t hate it enough
I can’t need it more
The sound of your voice
The wanting of more,

As I drive even further
Across that line that I swore
I would never cross over
But clearly ignored,

The scene plays out in my head
As it breaks my own heart
Knowing we can’t finish
What was doomed from the start

But….
Don’t worry, baby,
I know what to do
I'm gonna keep singing
This love song to you..

Don’t worry, baby
It's time to let you go
Its ok baby
This is what I know

My heart has grown impatient
And yours belongs to her
A love that cannot grow
Is a love that is not pure


Don’t worry, baby
Its ok baby

It's time to let go
Its time
Its time
This is what I know.