salty blues

Stephanie Schneiderman

No more fierce blue eyes no more last good-byes no more patronizing
no more alibis no more do or dies with stakes up in the skies
no more salty blues saying I love youââ?¬â?¢s
like a stone turning to sand in my hands
no more wrong or rights no more heated fights on those beaten nights steeped in pain
no more crying eyes or wasted lives no more sharpened knives twisted in vein
no more salty blues saying I love youââ?¬â?¢s
like a stone turning to sand in my hand
no more midnight fires no last desires no walking on the wires everyday
no more final pleas no remedies no last call for injuries when youââ?¬â?¢d walk away
no more storms to pass on broken glass
with our hearts out in our hands like stones turning to sands
no more grave mistakes no constant heartaches no more breaks in two
when all was said and done we both lost and nobody won cause Iââ?¬â?¢m losing Iââ?¬â?¢m losing you
no more salty blues no more I love youââ?¬â?¢s
this stone has turned to sand in my heart and in my hand