In the breathless hush of 4 a.m.   In the dark sits a sad cliche   Cloaked in the navy blue of slowly fading stars      Tell me how this came to be   Sleeplessness talk to me   She'd say over and over again      Fumbling through a cut glass vase   Passing lipstick, cotton spools   Burning jealous pictures of marriages of friends      You never asked to be   The glutton of sympathy   She says over and over that this is the end      'Cause I see it in your eyes   What you don't know, time to let go   I see it in your eyes   There is so much more out there to be learned      Such mournful words on this whitesnow vacant page   All the lessons that she learns she packs away      Will you never cease to be the glutton of sympathy?   She writes over and over again      That's when I see it in your eyes   What you don't know, time to let go   I see it in your eyes   There is so much more out there to be learned      (Tossing, turning, roll away)   Indecision won't you ever make up your mind   (Lifetime, nighttime, wake the day)   'Cause tomorrow will see if you've had your fill of sympathy   (Tomorrow will see)      Will you never cease to be the glutton of sympathy?   Don't you know the stars are all fading   Let the sunshine capture the sparkle of your smile