Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the
Don't know what to do anymore
I've lost the only love
Thick as thieves the last of leaves
In the winter sun
Holding
Come on, come out, the weather is warm
Come on, come
Stitch in your knitted brow
And you don't know how
You're gonna
Something's causing fear to fly
Rising like a dark night in
Liar, liar, you?re such a great big liar
With the tallest
We stood so tall, we caught a plane
By the wing
He and I, it's somethin' beautiful
But so dysfunctional, it couldn't
The paths have been crossed
The crumbs are gone and the
?Help me out?, said the minnow to the trout
?I was
It's one hundred and nine degrees
In this crowded room, no
Running the race like a mouse in a cage
Getting nowhere
One, two, three
Counting out the signs we see
The tall buildings
Fading