Artist: Sixpence None the Richer
Song: an apology
Album: Fatherless And The Widow
Year: 1994
questions flew and words were
hurled into the air and when the
smoke had cleared i saw you lying there i
used my words like bullets in a gun to pick
your ego off like skeet flung in the gallery of
fools
too many words come from my mouth i wish
would remain unsaid oh i've had to eat them
all and now again I must confess
it was a silly thing to say to you it was a silly
thing to say to you i know
we know
