In Line - Robert Skoro

Your address hangs on my wall

And I’ve got nothing at all

To remember you by

Your address hangs on my wall

And I’ve got nothing at all

To remember you by

But I’ve been waiting for days on end

For you to call

And I never got to say good-bye

To you, my friend

And I swear that I can feel you

Creeping underneath my skin

And it feels like Heaven to me, sometimes

But I don’t understand

Why you just can’t let me in

And I close my eyes and just let it all fall in line

And we could wait a while

Let everything have it’s way

Crack a secret, subtle smile

And everything will be OK

But I promise you that I won’t leave you here

I couldn’t do that to myself

And not again, not with you, my friend

And I swear that I can feel you

Creeping underneath my skin

And it feels like Heaven to me, sometimes

But I don’t understand

Why you just can’t let me in

And I close my eyes and just let it all fall in line

And just let it all

Let it all fall in line

And just let it all

Let it all fall in line

And just let it all

Let it all fall in line