I bet you think we didnt know. Didnt even see the tides change. But its a small, small world, girl. Getting even smaller every day. . I bet you think we didnt know.
The scent of flowers in the crowded street. A lonely bell singing for passing feet. You may not come in here. . Sweaty day, dirty time to stand. Watch out mouth, hard argument.
One heart attack and you stumble lost into. A light you make so brightly false. And I watch as blood spills down your arm. And makes it's way to me. .