Separated

Separated

Words and Music by Micah Emrich

 

It’s been a few days since I last saw you so

I throw on my jacket, tie up my shoes and

It’s only three miles, so what could I lose?

She told me “Don’t go out of your way.”

But I’m already outside, ain’t turning around soon

I throw pebbles at the window right outside of your room then

All I heard was silence…  That’s when I knew

That’s when she opened up the windowpane

She said, “Oh my God, you came all this way.”

Then forced a smile, but she wouldn’t say all those words she spoke the other day.

She said, “I‘m sorry, this is a mistake.”

“Maybe you should go home, it’s getting late.”

She said, “I’m tired.” But I looked in her eyes, they told me what she couldn’t say.

A couple weeks pass by, but I’m in the same shoes

I keep hearing through the grapevine that she’s swimming in a new life.

Through whispers, I hear sirens.

And I start to I lose myself and look the other way.

Now every time a phone rings, I hope that it’s you.

I get excited when you call me, asking, “Can we meet at noon?”

I was one street down from broken, no avenue…  oh, oh, oh

She looked into my eyes and grabbed my hands

She said, “I hope that you can understand.”

“Maybe we could be better off as friends.”

“Just so you don’t go drifting away.”

She said, “I wish that this was a mistake.”

“I can’t keep going, I don’t feel the same.”

And I hide my face so she won’t look in my eyes, they tell her what I couldn’t say.

Separated. Separated. Separated.