i would rather go back to bed
before i get up
and try it again
your words have split my head
i don't want to talk
don't want to remind you
high
and when i look around me
i cannot look down
it comes on without any warning
night destroys your one fine morning
hey my heart of gold
it's just getting old
i can't even feel it
and then when i do
it's always too much
i can't even see you
high
and when i look around me
i cannot look down
it comes on without any warning
night destroys your one fine morning
high
and when i look around me
i cannot look down
it comes on without any warning
night destroys your one fine morning
i'll decide it when i get a moment to myself
a cry
in the night
a hole
in my life