Bells

And I walk the long way home again
 I was afraid that you would see my face
 and ask me where I've been
 And I wait for something to begin
 but I'm getting older and
 my days are wearing oh, so thin.
 To the creek where we fell in again
 but I fell in again
 and I pulled you in as well.
 but I don't think I could've learned to swim
 without you there to keep my head up
 long enough to breath the air that you breathed too.
 To the church where I cast out my sins
 they said I could wash my feet,
 but never walk again.
 And we sit in the same seat every Sunday
 but I couldn't hear a single word they said
 while your hand is barely, barely touching mine.
 Mmmmmmm
 And I woke up in your room alone
 I must have drifted off just staring at your clothes
 Is he yours or is it someone else's now?
 No matter the days away
 I'll keep it ready
 waiting for the day that you come home.
 Mmm