Casa De Karin

Do you know I scratch my head when I'm trying not to cry?
When you held me in the kitchen that night, I felt like I could die.
Seven hour drives.
Windows up tight.
No one said a word until we crossed the Jersey line.

It's in the early morning that I miss you the most.
I've made some amazing friends, but I'm tired of living like a ghost.
I'm coming home
with scars to show.
I know I said that I would follow this through, but I've got nowhere else to go.

Do you know I scratch my head when I'm trying not to cry?
When you held me in the kitchen that night, I felt like I could die.
Seven hour drives.
Windows up tight.
The extent to which I love you keeps me up late at night.

I hope you know that I love you.