From the recording Songs For The Visitor
Lyrics
Not You
What I want to say
But it’s hard to think
Has to do with today
Tomorrow comes, it comes
And I’m the one who gets to wake
Grief, relief
Played a number on my head
And everything I believed
When the morning comes, it comes
And I’m the one who gets to breathe
And why not you?
Why not you?
Why not you?
Why not you?
Why not you?
Why not you?
Why not you?
Why not you?
Not you, not you, not you
Not you, not you, not you