| I forgot I was loving you
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| Disappeared for an hour or two
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| And I came to on a cold, wood floor
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| And I didn’t feel so good anymore
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| Now we clasp our hands
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| And we make demands
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| That the clouds will say what’s wrong with you now
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| And we had big plans
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| Now alone we stand
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| In the crowd and they’re not even laughing out loud
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| They don’t care
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| I’ll shut my eyes and let tv
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| Whisper, laugh and talk to me
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| And I’ll curl up tight inside my head
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| Killing time 'til the whole day is dead
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| And I’ll clasp my hands
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| And I’ll make demands
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| That the clouds are asking what’s wrong with him now
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| And I had big plans
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| Now alone I stand
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| In the crowd and they’re not even laughing out loud
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| They don’t care
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| God, take that sound away
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| If you’ve got something to say
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| Say it now
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| It’s fake and I need you not to be fake
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| And don’t care how you make me feel
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| Just so you’re real
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| Once I saw my face in a bathroom mirror
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| And I didn’t know that I was here
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| But I knew my eyes and I knew my hands
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| I knew God would now listen to all my demands
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| And the sky opened up
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| And God interrupted
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| The Earth stopped dying and stopped giving birth
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| And when I came to on the cold, wood floor
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| Well, I didn’t feel so good anymore
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| And all that sure love
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| And all their sweet words
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| I’d forgotten I’d felt and forgotten I’d heard
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| That was was clear
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| And is now so blurred and smeared
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| And your love felt more pure
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| And your love felt more pure once your voice disappeared |