Tytuł: Carrying Cathy

• Wykonawca: Ben Folds
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Her window was hung like a painting
  She worried it might come to life
  She stared for hours
  So obsessed was I and self-absorbed that I
  Didn't see that she was
  Crying
  
  There was always someone carrying
  There was always someone carrying
  Always someone's carrying Cathy
  
  There were times when I'd find myself saying that:
  "Friends, you don't understand"
  And she's different when it's just me and her, and I
  Closed the door and I tried to hang on and she
  Sank into the dark
  I was over my head
  
  There was always someone carrying
  There was always someone carrying
  Always someone's carrying Cathy
  
  We gave you everything
  You could have been anything
  We gave you everything
  You could have done anything
  
  But to imagine a fall
  With no one at all to catch you
  There'd always been someone
  
  Then one night she climbed into the picture frame
  Out in the frozen air
  And out of sight
  
  Woke up sad from this dream I've been having
  The last couple nights or so
  With her father and brothers we're all at the funeral
  Carrying a box through the rain
  Then somebody says that it's always been this way
  
  Always someone's carrying
  There was always someone carrying
  Always someone's carrying Cathy