Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
When you smile, I watch you try to make things right, to understand
You take a small rest from your design to keep things light, as you demand
I am patient as you are right
You should take that cab ride home tonight
As I watch you go from the window sill, the cold sneaks in
That familiar chill tells me it's all right to tell you why
At least you'll understand
If you can't take my hand