Silver Dime Sunday

Verse 1

Found a silver dime

Beneath the cracked pavement

Cold

Heavy hands

Searching for a reason to stay

Tired eyes see

Faded dreams on a gray Sunday

Chorus

Maybe it was meant to be

Maybe it was meant to be

The sky is falling

The birds are calling

I am waiting for you

I am waiting for you

Verse 2

Dusty shelves

Empty bottles and bitter broth

Quiet

Lost

Wishing for a winter that warms

No more secrets

No more lies

No more tears in my eyes

Falling down

Down

Like the rain on a tin roof

Chorus

Maybe it was meant to be

Maybe it was meant to be

The sky is falling

The birds are calling

I am waiting for you

I am waiting for you

Bridge

Walked the line

Crossed the line

Left the line behind

Looking for a window

Looking for a door

Looking for something more

Chorus

Maybe it was meant to be

Maybe it was meant to be

The sky is falling

The birds are calling

I am waiting for you

I am waiting for you

Outro

Waiting for you

Just waiting

So long

So long

So long