All These Crimes - Silences

I’m not looking for a lover

Just the warmth of another

The thought of us she left behind her

And I kept knocking at your door

You opened up the curious glare

And asked me where I came from

With the slighest haste

With the creeping night

I exchanged my fears

And all my crimes

Just for you to let me in

Well you took those calls

And you asked no questions

If used to you those sentiments

But help me, I’m in love

You were there

And I know

It’s too much

Far too soon

But you can take me

At my worst

And what more could I ask for?

What more could I ask for?

Release these shackles from my arms

And lift me up to where I was

Before she found me

We’ll take those shoes

That are worn from travel

Our often marks will start to unravel

Who I am

And where I’ve been

All those towns and streets and places

Unforgiven, tired faces that i have seen

Will haunt me

Oh I must be moving out from here

And I swear I will disappear

I’ll let go to all this time

And I know it’s too much

Far too soon

But if you can take me at my worst

Then what more could I ask for?

What more could I ask for?