Locket

Puddle Of Mudd

Can I see your world


through your locket


counting the thoughts of forgotten


drifting alone then the sorrow


passing the time or is it borrowed


can I see your world


can I see your world


can I see your world


through your locket


painting her mind


makes her forget


places they've gone to


but paths not traveled yet


looking to the day


when the heavens take her away


will you take me there


will you take me


can I speak to you there


oh, please speak to me


speak to me