You said goodbye. Words cold as ice. I was shaking. Watching you go. I couldn't breathe. No, I just couldn't see. That she's leaving. You're here all alone.
One, two, three, four. . Ooh, ooh, lookin' at you. All I see is another excuse. Me I'm not gonna be. The queen to the king of apology. . I've seen it in flowers, seen it in ink.
You get lost on your way back home. Just about anywhere. You sing off key to the radio. Like nobody's there. And I love that your Sunday's best. Is a holey pair of jeans.
Nothing I can say. Will matter anyway. Just a vain display. With me in the middle. . No more empty words. Will anymore be heard. All my rhymes and verbs.
Ticking, clocking. Way past midnight. I can't go to sleep. Rolling, yawnin'. No one in sight. To hold me dear and deep. Since I left my homeland in white,.