The indelible paper footprint
On my sandpaper skeleton
It's not more than a constant reminder
Of everything that I mean to him
And it goes on and on and on
Don't need much and he don't want answers
He don't even wonder why
Apathetic and comprehensive
There's a jet stream in the sky
And it goes on and on and on
You toss and turn, you crash and burn to feel the candlelight
And it's killing me slow
You don't know
Don't need much and he don't want answers
He don't even wonder why
Apathetic and comprehensive
There's a jet stream in the sky
And it goes on and on and on
You toss and turn, you crash and burn to feel the candlelight
And it's killing me slow
You don't know
It's not the way that you inject yourself in everything
It's the way that you don't
You don't know
I'm an elegant design
A temperamental mind obscured, dear
It's just not in the cards
And it's not in the clouds or stars, dear
You're not on my mind
You're my Manhattan dancer
Now is not the time
Now is not the time for answers