Singer songwriter, Slow tempo, emotional, introspective, dark, moody, mysterious, lonely, sad, love song, cinematic, Male vocals, electric guitar, piano, strings, bass, drums
on my way to your house I take the long way there the dusty road in the arms of the hills but nothings the same leaving here with nothing to show for spending all my time looking round for whats gone now so you want to return by the path you came but its overgrown, hid away nothing remains leaving here with nothing to show for spending all my time looking round for whats gone now even when my minds made up I fall into the pattern again wheres my way back? leaving here with nothing to show for spending all my time looking round for whats gone now even when my minds made up I fall into the pattern again wheres my way back?