Uphill Struggle, as made famous by Client 9
Where are the sparks that kept my feet warm
When I was lonesome, and you were gone?
Where have you been, that'd it'd be too much to ask
Come on over, this night is not our last
It's an uphill struggle from where we used to be
Saying goodbye never did come so easily to me
And I'm so sick and tired, of all the things I never said to you
I walk the sidewalk because it's not what we want
I feel the warm spots, you left inside my arms
And tell me would it be way to hard to stop
Back and my house and dive in the teardrops?
It's an uphill struggle from where we used to be
Saying goodbye never did come so easily to me
And I'm so sick and tired, of all the things I never said to you
I live in days before you went away
I trace the bedrooms where we both would lay
I rub my hands in hopes you forgot a piece of you
The same way you lost your piece of me
It's an uphill struggle from where we used to be
Saying goodbye never did come so easily to me
And I'm so sick and tired, of all the things I never said to you.