Now that she has put your life on hold | |
You can’t hardly wait to see the stars | |
You know that you’ve found your solid gold | |
But she’s left you with a few more scars | |
And when, when things go bad | |
It’s like free falling into this hole | |
Inside your mind | |
And you hold on to what you had... | |
You go out of sight, out of reach, | |
Wrong or right, out of speech... | |
You were not obsessed with getting old | |
You were waiting for a new set of cards | |
The queen of hearts is back into the fold | |
The song has found its missing bar | |
And when, when things go bad | |
It’s like free falling into this hole | |
Inside your mind | |
And you hold on to what you had... | |
You go out of sight, out of reach, | |
Wrong or right, out of speech |
Now that she has put your life on hold | |
You can' t hardly wait to see the stars | |
You know that you' ve found your solid gold | |
But she' s left you with a few more scars | |
And when, when things go bad | |
It' s like free falling into this hole | |
Inside your mind | |
And you hold on to what you had... | |
You go out of sight, out of reach, | |
Wrong or right, out of speech... | |
You were not obsessed with getting old | |
You were waiting for a new set of cards | |
The queen of hearts is back into the fold | |
The song has found its missing bar | |
And when, when things go bad | |
It' s like free falling into this hole | |
Inside your mind | |
And you hold on to what you had... | |
You go out of sight, out of reach, | |
Wrong or right, out of speech |
Now that she has put your life on hold | |
You can' t hardly wait to see the stars | |
You know that you' ve found your solid gold | |
But she' s left you with a few more scars | |
And when, when things go bad | |
It' s like free falling into this hole | |
Inside your mind | |
And you hold on to what you had... | |
You go out of sight, out of reach, | |
Wrong or right, out of speech... | |
You were not obsessed with getting old | |
You were waiting for a new set of cards | |
The queen of hearts is back into the fold | |
The song has found its missing bar | |
And when, when things go bad | |
It' s like free falling into this hole | |
Inside your mind | |
And you hold on to what you had... | |
You go out of sight, out of reach, | |
Wrong or right, out of speech |