Formerly titled "Dirty Laundry." The next and last love song I wrote for my husband. About being with someone who takes you as you are, sends you go where you need to go, and still comes out better on the other side.
lyrics
Maybe it's time
To hang out to dry
The clothes on the line
This dirty laundry of mine
And maybe you see
The window in me
So let in the light
Just four panes from free
This is the day, I'm making my way
I'm making my way
The things we've amassed
The ghosts from the past
The answer is yes
You don't have to ask
After all these years
Sentiments remain
Been watching awhile
I spotted the train
This is the day, I'm making my way
I'm making my way
I can relate
To squirrels in the spring
Dig up your treasures
The ground is giving
I'll hoard promises
Wishes and dreams
The seed is a sprout
The brown is now green
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