Album: Beekeeper
Her eyes appear empty
And they dart about the room without a purpose
I know that look it means it's not looking good at all
This is what'll happen
She's gonna turn away, sigh and quietly stutter
That it's back again, she can't feel anything at all
The weight of her words fall
Into the hands I'm barely reaching out
I rest my head on the thought of
You asleep in my arms in the park
The weight of her words fall
Into the hands I'm barely reaching out
I rest my head on the thought of
You asleep in my arms in the park
Stop - feeling sorry for yourself
Stop - you brought it on to yourself
We got out
You were happy just for once
You said it's like what I imagined
In the street
You kept pointing up at signs
That read whatever you put in them
The weight of her words fall
Into the hands I'm barely reaching out
I rest my head on the thought of
You asleep in my arms in the park