When everything we felt failed And some music soft in distant sails But it don't sound like it did before Then i know i'm left with nothing more Than my own soul
When pretty pictues face back But your coats aren't hanging on the rack And blue water turns to A place that i can't get to A place that i can't
In a room all i feel Is the cold that you left Through the air all i see Is your face full of blame What's left to see What's there to see
In the room all i feel Is the cold that you left Through the air all i see Is your face full of blame What's left to see What's there to see