So long my steed, my love.
And now I'm back to sinks and gloves.
But let the echoes just shine sometimes,
like when your shadows fell on mine.
Farewell my life, my love.
I find myself in these foolish gloves,
but maybe you could stop by sometime
and let your shadow just fall on mine and I'll be fine.
But you're giving up on me, you see.
And it's fabulous how you play by rules.
But now I'm just. No, now I'm just.
Now I'm just, now I'm just your faithful fool.
Goodbye my giving tree.
And it's been three months since I've seen
your hair fall like willows over me.
And how I miss the shadow of your tree.
Are you there my savior, my dove.
Been twenty calls and one prayer to above.
And maybe you could call back sometime,
and let your voice just braid into mine.
Or your shadow is fine.
But you're giving up on me, you see.
And it's fabulous how you play by rules.
But now I'm just. No, now I'm just.
But now I'm just, now I'm just your faithful fool.
And I'm just your faithful fool.
And now I'm back to sinks and gloves.
But let the echoes just shine sometimes,
like when your shadows fell on mine.
Farewell my life, my love.
I find myself in these foolish gloves,
but maybe you could stop by sometime
and let your shadow just fall on mine and I'll be fine.
But you're giving up on me, you see.
And it's fabulous how you play by rules.
But now I'm just. No, now I'm just.
Now I'm just, now I'm just your faithful fool.
Goodbye my giving tree.
And it's been three months since I've seen
your hair fall like willows over me.
And how I miss the shadow of your tree.
Are you there my savior, my dove.
Been twenty calls and one prayer to above.
And maybe you could call back sometime,
and let your voice just braid into mine.
Or your shadow is fine.
But you're giving up on me, you see.
And it's fabulous how you play by rules.
But now I'm just. No, now I'm just.
But now I'm just, now I'm just your faithful fool.
And I'm just your faithful fool.