This Is What You Do Lyrics - The Hollow Of Morning - Gemma Hayes

My tired eyes 

are like 

lonely stars 

trying to find a little 

order in the chaos 

So I take a bus ride 

in the afternoon 

you all look so happy, and me, 

I'm barely hanging on 

This is what you do to me 

Drag myself out on 

to the floor 

trying to find a little chaos in the order 

So I take a bus ride 

past your house every day 

you never fully leave me 

but you, you never fully stay 

This is what you do to me 

My tired eyes 

are like 

lonely stars 

trying to find a little 

order in the chaos 

This is what you do 

This is what you do to me 

This is what you do 

Come on 

smile 

smile 

Come on 

smile 

smile 

smile 

smile 

smile 

smile 

smile