Lindsay Stash Moving on Tears run down my face, overflowing with pain My heart just leaped into my throat And I can't seem to hold it down any longer. I hold on tight to the ropes on the swing I sit on The swing's pace is slowing down, just like us. In the distance I see you. You sit down on a swing next to me And ask me how I am. (I lie) I tell you everything is good. Inside, my heart is being torn into shreds like a hole in jean pants. In a matter of minutes you leave my side, Disappearing into a mysterious car, Never really saying goodbye. Walking into my house, I look back at the car speeding away. Again, I burst into tears, knowing it's time. I take a needle and thread and do what needs to be done It hurts, yet feels good at the same time. You came into my life so fast And somehow manipulated my heart. I am not really feeling this way. A couple of hours go by, and I call you And know it's the end. My heart slowing stitches itself back together But things will never be the same.