Maid lyrics

hello my, my foul weather friend
these thick sheets of rain
seem to have hindered your way, again

and the winds, I can feel the winds
they`ve gotten so strong
no wonder you`re back to our home, our home

my ears, they`re always open to your laments
my will, is always weak for your advances
but I`ll play the maid
and clean up the mess

your face, I look at your face and it`s changed since we last spoke
it`s weathered and beautiful
so weathered and so beautiful
oh no no no please have a seat

I was going anywhere
but that can wait cuz I`d rather have you here while I can
then I`ll pack it all up and take you with me again

my ears they`re always open to your laments
my will is always weak for your advances
but I`ll play the maid
and clean up the mess

I was like anyone else
so real, so strong, so you said
it`s always welcome back, I`ll take your bags
things havent changed much since you left my side
though your room`s been unoccupied
well I have tried to give it up

so here are my ears again
and here are my arms
and here are my hopes again
just please
keep coming back
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