Texty: Lush. Spooky. Monochrome.

Wake with the sun
what's going on, when you're gone
fall asleep when you're near
what's going on, when you're here

and sometimes I think if I stand by the phone it may ring
and sometimes I worry and fear what tomorrow may bring
and you sing
and you sing

breathe with your sigh
makes me high, don't know why
touching your skin
wishing you were within

your eyes are like saucers but mine are just clouded in grey
I've so much to tell but I can't and you just go away
anyway
won't you stay

wake with the sun
what's going on, when you're gone
and when I lost control
I was cold, and I felt old

the ground is beneath me but slowly it's falling away
you say we're like children so why won't you come out and play?
and sometimes I think if I look at the phone it may ring
and sometimes I worry and fear what tomorrow may bring
when you sing
when you sing