Patricia Ossowski: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

i try to find a reason try to live through all argument
weigh the damage in both hands and i start to miss you

i turn around through your eyes see the view from here
what a wreck i appear to be and i start to miss you

here i am what you see this broken me no pretense no lies to force our disguise
if i disappoint you over and over after truth there’s a space to be filled with
grace

i hear your voice in my voice you see yourself in my face
recognize my subtle fears my tug of war with grace

here i am what you see this broken me no pretense no lies to force our disguise
if i disappoint you over and over after truth there’s a space to be filled with grace

let me fall asleep
on your shoulder please
let me find this peace
cause i still miss you

here i am what you see this broken me no pretense no lies to force our disguise
if i disappoint you over and over after truth there’s a space to be filled with
grace

i’ll surprise myself one day let the old way slip away and i’ll still miss you