Started off going backwards
Had to rest from the scratching
Carpet floor heavy laughing

Told me things that I won’t say
From the store down the road
To the lines of the cars on the highway

Belize this time of year
Haven’t seen it at all
Can’t relax
These tears won’t fall

Wiped it away with my own hands
You said “I believe you”
As you sit there watching the weatherman

Rain in the forecast was so clear
Just look outside
Don’t make somebody tell you, dear

Belize this time of year
Haven’t seen it at all
Rained all day
I hate to tell you I told you so

Walked with you through the city streets
Got blood on your hands
Can’t believe what you’re telling me

Never saw it coming
Can’t see you rise to that
Keep your hope up for something
You can’t get nothing back