sweet is the sight
of her room
window opened by candlelight
how would you know
cold winter on the shore
chills the dress she wore
it’s on the floor
still it still feels warm today
and that’s why
i’m wondering why you had to tell me
what’s going on
in your head
what’s wrong
come around to another time when
you don’t have to run
and when she says she wants somebody else
i hope you know thats she doesn’t mean you
and when she breaks down and makes a sound
you’ll never hear her the way that i do
and when she says she wants someone to love
i hope you know that she doesn’t mean you
and when she breaks down and lets you down
i hope you know that she doesn’t mean you
swing her into flight
over hills, over her hills at twilight
i guess that’s right now
while we’re here
tell me why it’s so funny
that you’re so funny
when you’re mad
’cause it’s mad
