I don't know what you got
But I got a bag full of heartache and yarn
I think of him almost everyday
While pulling seams and keeping them all at bay

I don't know what you got
But I got a life full of regrets and dreams
Oh, oh, it's not as bad as it sounds
Or even seems

I miss him almost everyday
I taste him with every breath I take
While gathering herbs for my potions and charms

But I don't really care
I enjoy the what-ifs
And could-have-beens

Circe and Penelope sitting on a bench
Overlooking the turquoise sea
Holding hands and spinning yarns
And watching Poseidon
Blow the boys back in

I don't know what you got
But I got a chest full of beauty and dirt