folksplosion

i drove her to the airport
and sat out in the lot
i was feeling kind of tired
no time for us to talk
but i knew that she was leaving
in more way than one
but i knew that she was leaving

i got so awfully angry
at what i wasn't sure
drank a pound of poison
and put away the cure
but even in my excess
i couldn't find a way
to make myself feel stronger

but if you could find the patience
to love a wretch like me
then i can find forgiveness
and finally set her free
because holding on to bitterness
in the end will just kill me

so I'm on my way home
and i can sing out loud
of love that rebuilds
and a broken heart