Morgan Weidinger - January

If I had it ever so slightly my way
I might always be inches from sleeping
Seems when I start to dream
It takes a cavalry just to wake me

And if the sky would just keep to a shade
That had as much as I have to say it'd be
Tangerine fighting the fade
Back to navy

No, I did not say it to hear it back
Yes, I still meant it when I let the door slam
I can't stake a claim — there's no ground left to stand
There's just songs without stages
And clouds that gather but never rain

If I had it ever so slightly my way
I might change my name to January cause
Tell me, what other word has as much of a way
To live out it's fury

No, I did not say it to hеar it back
Yes, I still meant it when I lеt the door slam
I can't stake a claim — there's no ground left to stand
There's just songs without stages
And clouds that gather but never rain


All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again
So I put a thread in my own steady hand
And sat there and started sewing

No, I did not say it to hear it back
Yes, I still meant it when I let the door slam
I can't stake a claim — there's no ground left to stand
There's just songs without stages
And clouds that gather
But keep themselves from raining