Is there time still
When you wake I will do what I must
Like an object that's out of reach
I'm collecting dust
We know how you left, its alright
We know how you left, its alright
I'm going to sit in the rain
Until this washes out
I'm going to sit in the rain
Til this washes out
Why is it my home I'm haunting
What is this other body I'm holding
Hi. Do you know her
You will
I'll hold her
Why do you know her
And for you
It was anything else but true
And for you
It was anything else but true
Art is hell
Noone's forgiven you for getting out
They all just wondering which one is worse:
The sudden exit or the slow return
And for you
It was anything else but true
And for you
It was anything else but true
Hold me in a dream
I've a long-sighted heart
Will you hold me in a dream
Hold me in a dream