Watch her sit on the bedside
Morning light creeping through
Her eyes a parade of strangers
They dwell through our room
The windows are open
The wind plays games with the cold
Kisses the tears on your nose
Don't know when the words dried up
Maybe they did years ago
But somehow it's later
And we're just living for show
Am I a god or a devil
If I leave or when I stay
Cause to me it's all the same
Wish living simple was easy
I'm fighting the walls that mark this place
I'd rather let this crossroad fade
Than making crosswords every day