Wearin Thin

This is the last time I'll try to reach you and my guess is, you'll just ignore me.
Without a passing glance, without the slightest sigh, without moving your hands
Without the softest cry. If I'd say go your own way, I'll be with you.
Make mistakes and I'll forgive you. Home is waiting here for you when you return.
Rain reveals *your* foundation and this one's wearing thin, and shifting in the sand.
And the water does its damage-with its endless beating pulse, heralding the end.
Without a passing glance, without the slightest sigh, without moving your hands
Without the softest cry. If I'd say go your own way, I'll be with you.
Make mistakes and I'll forgive you. Home is waiting here for you when you return.
This is the last time I will try to reach you and my guess is that you'll just ignore it.
Just ignore me.Go your own way, I'll be with you. make mistakes and I'll forgive you. Home is waiting here for you when you return