Skipping Stones

You take appart
Your sentimental furniture
You open up a window
to let the good news in

And dress the part your meant to play
And pay the price your meant to pay

So do you miss the early years
the early kisses, the early tears

And do you see the point in staying
in denial

Thats not your style

And if you see me holding on
To Carousel poles crystal songs
I'll make ammends
So we could be good friends
Someday, Every day

And if I'm first
And if I'm last
And If I'm cursed
Or If I'm blessed

It doesn't matter whole
As long as it's the end

You'll understand

We're skipping stones
Skipping Stoned