The Spare Time

This is a song that I wrote

My only hopes that you will come back.
do I regret that, did you really say that?

I SEE YOU'VE CRIED
YOUR EYES BLIND
IN YOUR SPARE TIME

Your only hope is to fall off a cliff then
land on a stalagmite and call it a night.

Missing our mistakes and dying for retakes;
you're mocking moves I make while I'm trying to find a way/

Our only hope comes from a feeling of love;
have you ever heard of going down to get above?