Damage

Whitney

Before we parted ways I heard the violins
Alone we danced while the storms rolled in
A little piece of mind for a troubled soul
That ain't prepared for a future unknown

But either way I'm on the line
For a lover's debt
And I don't even recognize the damage done
Yet

When love becomes the problem you just can't quit
It all piles up, sanity loses grip
Visions of the past make their way back 'round
We can't start over before we burn down

And either way you're on the line
Speaking of regret
But you don't even recognize the damage done
Yet

So I'll be waiting on the line
With the hope I'll get
To meet you in another life, with no damage done
Yet