LYRICS : Summer Plans

We made summer plans

To lean on St. Christopher 

And eat from my baby's empty hands 

We lost the will to live 

Find something unforgivable 

And learn to forgive 

I'm not happier here 

Most of the time 

Will you follow me still 

Though I am blind 

Have you sung winter's song 

Living in fantasy

Where you belong 

Have you touched a sacred heart 

On top of the misery 

That rips you apart 

Are you happier here 

Most of the time 

Would I follow you still 

Most of the time 

Are you happier here 

Most of the time 

I guess I would I follow you still 

Though you are blind