I come to you to ask for your forgiveness
I need to lift you up before I fall
I'll comfort you, I know it makes a difference
When nothing else is making sense at all

I won't leave a message, I've bothered you enough
It might be best to take some time off
I've left for the weekend, I let the neighbors know
They see strangers come and go

I know I should have asked for your permission
I guess I shouldn't play this stupid game
But if you put yourself in my position
You'll see I'm not the only one to blame

Plants on the back porch, water them tonight
Make sure to keep them in the sunlight
If you neglect them, they will never grow
Sometimes plants don't come back

And you won't know
I don't know
They won't grow
So don't go

I come to you to ask for your forgiveness
I need to lift you up before I fall
I'll comfort you, I know it makes a difference
And nothing else

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Writer(s): ROBERT ARTHUR MOULD