I found out   You were  In a mess  You caught me playin songs for you     Lipstick stains   On your ciggarettes   You caught me playin songs for you   And it’s bending my mind again     Interesting how you watch the night   And look right through me   Facing the sky   When I ask you why   You look right through me     Climbed the fire to the hidaway   You caught me slipping on a thought  Practical in the things you say  You caught me slipping on a thought  And it’s bending my mind again    Interesting how you watch the night   And look right through me   Facing the sky   When I ask you why   You look right through me    We get lucky and   Turned around the space you got to find yourself   We slip up when we haven’t found   The space you got to find yourself     And it’s bending my mind again    Interesting how you watch the night   And look right through me