Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
You always said you're gonna be someone
You're always fightin' but you still haven't won
Your luggage stands in the blue foyer
You're getting older and you never used to feel this way
I gave you water 'til the well ran dry
But there was something about the way you said goodbye
We didn't speak for so long
And I wish that I was wrong
But I can feel it slipping away
And I never thought I'd be crying this way
But I can feel it in my bones
I see the crack in the cornerstone
And I can feel it slipping away
I noticed you've been neglecting your health
A mere shadow of your formеr self
You're full of guilt over somеthing you've done
But what's to stop you reaching out just to touch someone?
I'll wait and see what the mailman brings
I'll blow the dust from the phone that never rings
And I know that there's something in the air
I could swear
I can feel it slipping away
But I never thought I'd be crying this way
And I can feel it in my bones
I see the crack in the cornerstone
And I can feel it slipping away
I'll wait and see what the mailman brings
I'll blow the dust from the phone that never rings
And I know that there's something in the air
I could swear
I can feel it slipping away
And I never thought I'd be crying this way
But I can feel it in my bones
I see the crack in the cornerstone
And I can feel it slipping away
I can feel it slipping away
I can feel it slipping away
I can feel it slipping away
I can feel it slipping away
I can feel it slipping away
Slipping Away was written by Martin Briley.
Slipping Away was produced by Martin Briley & Allan Blazek.