The cringing sunlight.

The melodies in his voice are carrying me up the stairs,

Laying me down on the bed,

And letting me wake up with a shaking regret.



"It's okay baby, people make mistakes."



"Some of them just make a little more than others,

But you're gonna be just fine, baby.

Yeah, you're going to be just fine."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

short.  But I like it.  It gets the point across.

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