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Duration

5:23

Lyrics

She paints her face porcelain to try to hide the years And the worry lines on her face are tracks for the tears Morning offers clarity but she can't seem to hold on til the end Of even one day to take a step she's fluttering with the wind And the years accumulate in time like snow flakes piling up so fast Watching her ships come in and turn around and leave again. She has a little secret and she keeps it to herself Oh they say a couple of girl friends know but if they do, they've filed it on the shelf No one offers reason and even if they were to It's doubtful she would listen because she's going to do what she'll do And the years accumulate in time like snow flakes piling up so fast Watching her ships come in and turn around and leave again. She's all alone by herself in the house with all the lights out Just one single candle lights the pace grooves along the route She's building up her courage again, this time she says it's really true On second thought, never mind, well what did you think she would do? And the years accumulate in time like snow flakes piling up so fast Watching her ships roll in and turn around and leave again. Watching her ships roll in and turn around and leave again. 2013 Chris Jackson

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