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We never met, you and I |
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We were always inside, we were somewhere inside |
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one another. And I'll live without you love, |
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but what good is one glove, without the other? |
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Still, you only ask about my leaving, |
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well but honey I had no choice, so |
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I call and (when you hear that heavy breathing) |
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for that sound of your voice. |
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But you sit there silent, folded arms |
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And look down as I walk by |
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My face has changed, you know it's me |
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You know by the stillness in my eyes. |
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Come and whisper in my ear, |
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"You're very pretty, dear" and, and, |
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"it'll be alright." |
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You're lying! |
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But I don't mind tonight. |
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So I wander and I wander |
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Your absence beating inside my chest |
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I try but I can't remember |
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The color of your eyes, just the shape of your dress! |
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And through a garden overgrown... |
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Oh, it's a long walk home! |
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I said I'd not come back, well I'm coming back! |
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(And you'd better be alone.) |
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Sit there silent, folded arms |
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As you smile, as I walk by |
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My face has shamed, but you know it's me, |
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You know it's me! |
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Come and whisper in my ear, my dear! |
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My dear! |
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It'll be alright. |
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It'll be alright. |
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It'll be alright. |
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It'll be alright. |
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It'll be alright. |
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It'll be alright. |
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It'll be al--No! |
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No! |
