Ray LaMontagne

Hear me out
Day follows day
Light turns to clay in my hands

How to explain,
So pristine the pain
Kindness made the cut so clean

I still care for you
I still care for you
I still care for you

Hear me out
You wanted me to be
Less your lover than a mirror

Can't you see
What you mean to me?
(even promises may bleed)

I still care for you
I still care for you
I still care for you

The hours grow
Heavy,
And hollow,
Cruel as a grave

Open me
And you'll find
Only bones burned to glass.

I still care for you
I still care for you
I still care for you