There is nothing we could say or do
To stop the world from tearing us in two
From your heart there I drew a line
Through the water and down your spine
I put a hole in my hand to see you
I drew a line through the sand to be with you
Can you hear me call your name?
In the winter it sounds the same
When my gun jams my heart stops again
And I close my eyes and see you
I put a hole in my hand to see you
I drew a line through the sand to be with you
[x2]
I wanna come home
And I wanna come soon
I wanna come now
And I want it to be with you
[x2]
I put a hole in my hand to see you
I drew a line into the sand to be with you
Writer(s): Benjamin Francis Leftwich
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