Lyrics Call the Days - Nadia Reid

I have heard a mother's tongue.
She said baby don't you come under.
I am so far from my home,
That Heaven can't hear my call.
But I am digging my own grave.
I am chasing shit beneath the haze.
I was so sure that he would stay,
And would love me anyway.
I was happy on my own.
I would call the days as they were none.
And in the guilt that I have found,
You know the one that sticks around.
I was so sure that i would go,
That I'd already sunk the boat.
And I sought out my winter coat.
I cut the sleeves off before I'd known.
I was so sure that I would feel,
A mark of guilt, the pain of you.
And I was happy on my own,
I would call the days as they were known.
And in the guilt that I have found,
You know the one that sticks around.
I was so sure that he would stay,
And would love me anyway.