I wrote a letter to my love I'm not sure that he ever really got it I wrote a letter to my love Perhaps it slipped out the back of his pocket
I shaped the weather for my love 'Cause I know she likes to dance out in the thunder I shaped the weather for my love Well I guess that she was stuck in under cover
Broken promises The state of all of this And all I know forgiveness is for the weak Can you see it? Can you feel it? From the bruises on your belly to the scar on your cheek
I sent a feather to my love Thought that maybe it fell out one of her wings I sent a feather to my love Sent it up there to her nest of shiny things
Broken promises The state of all of this And all I know forgiveness is for the weak Can you see it? Can you feel it? From the bruises on your belly to the scar on your cheek