Letras
jacque
jacque
counting her books
thinning out her wardrobe
praying to empty space
feeling the seasons in her bones
seeing the time upon her face
jacque
jacque
come east
leave it be
sorting through my toys
sorting through her life
sitting up in bed to sigh
close your eyes
let me be the mom this time
a house is just a place you stay for a while
jacque
jacque
you had me
so what do you need?
giving me a call
bored at work
i'll pick up the line this time
i'll stay on the line
i'll stay on the line
i'll stay on the line