Stand in the window. Close to the edge. As the neon signs surrender to the light of day. I sip a bitter cup of coffee. And I fade away oh I fade away.
The coolness of your kiss. The lingering of your sigh. Your sweet yet unconvincing smile. Tell me no lie. Is it a wish for second youth. The age of lost romance.
All the ghosts in the schoolyard. Young rebels with no dreams. Dying of old age. At seventeen. Some blame their mothers. For this unforgiving world. Others point the finger.
Sound the trumpets for the princess and her fool. A joke, a jester just to make her smile. Silver bells on his hat and on his pointed shoes. Tears rolling down his cheeks.
Blow east wind blow. Blow as you may. Wish I had the power. To take your breath away. This life is golden. But it's only deep as the skin. Feelin' much colder.
Too many nights of isolation. Too many echoes in my head. Too many fires left burning. In this bed. Too many thoughts of desperation. So much pain deep down below.
These days I'm looking like a pitiful sight. Got a suicide smile on my face every night. I walk alone. Talk to myself. Shout angry words up to the sky.
I seen highways in the rain. Waved goodbye to midnight trains. I seen sweet dreams disappear. All my life. I felt cold wind cut my skin. Waiting on ships that never came in.