Stranger the darkness a hint of perfume
Rising from your lips towards the window
The sunlight is twisting lines in my eyes
Leaving me far too dizzy, to see
What am I supposed to do?
When I feel nothing, but I want to?
What am I supposed to say?
No one ever listens, anyway
I want to forgive, and I want to forget
But I can't seem to break out of this, yet
As I'm haunted by heartache and visions of things
That widens, the gulf, between us
What am I supposed to do?
When I feel nothing, but I want to?
What am I supposed to say?
No one ever listens, anyway
Rising from your lips towards the window
The sunlight is twisting lines in my eyes
Leaving me far too dizzy, to see
What am I supposed to do?
When I feel nothing, but I want to?
What am I supposed to say?
No one ever listens, anyway
I want to forgive, and I want to forget
But I can't seem to break out of this, yet
As I'm haunted by heartache and visions of things
That widens, the gulf, between us
What am I supposed to do?
When I feel nothing, but I want to?
What am I supposed to say?
No one ever listens, anyway