sung By a doctor

 sung By a doctor


(Verse 1)
Headlamp singin' shadows on the blacktop, scrubs still starched, heart stuck in a knot
Another shift of mendin' broken bits, but tonight, it's my own that splinters and splits
Your laugh still echoes in the empty hall, like a ghost of a pulse against the sterile wall
Got a stethoscope for every kind of ache, but for this one, darlin', there's no sweet escape

(Chorus)
Stethoscope hangin' quiet on the hook, boots sinkin' in the dew-kissed brook
Stars like silver stitches in the night, but nothin' mends this missin' light
Got a heart beat wilder than a crash cart's chime, yearnin' for you in this endless overtime
Scalpel sharp, my tongue can't find the words, this doctor's love's got its own internal wounds

(Verse 2)
I've stitched up lovers, patched up strangers' tears, held tiny fingers through a lifetime's fears
But these hands that heal, now tremble in the dark, cravin' your touch, a spark against the spark
Emergency calls and chartin' through the night, can't drown the whisper of your name in pale moonlight
My bedside manner, cool and calm and sure, crumbles like a bandage at your memory's door

(Chorus)
Stethoscope hangin' quiet on the hook, boots sinkin' in the dew-kissed brook
Stars like silver stitches in the night, but nothin' mends this missin' light
Got a heart beat wilder than a crash cart's chime, yearnin' for you in this endless overtime
Scalpel sharp, my tongue can't find the words, this doctor's love's got its own internal wounds

(Bridge)
Maybe I ain't made for sterile halls, maybe my heart needs love's familiar calls
Traded gowns for boots, scrubs for faded jeans, followin' the compass where your laughter beams
Maybe this ain't a diagnosis I can write, but in your eyes, babe, I see the cure for lonely nights

(Chorus)
Stethoscope hangin' quiet on the hook, boots sinkin' in the dew-kissed brook
Stars like silver stitches in the night, but nothin' mends this missin' light
Got a heart beat wilder than a crash cart's chime, yearnin' for you in this endless overtime
Scalpel sharp, my tongue can't find the words, this doctor's love's got its own internal wounds

(Outro)
But dawn's comin', paintin' skies with gold, and maybe this wound ain't meant to stay untold
Gonna leave these empty halls behind, find your smile, love, and leave the hurt behind
Cuz a doctor's heart, when truly struck, finds its way back, even through the muck
Stethoscope hangin' quiet, boots on the rise, my love's found its cure beneath your sunrise