Standing in this bright white promenade
On the hundred foot ceiling I can see the rain
I can't help my crying. You're leaving again
I can't help from screaming out your name
I swear I aged a year today
I wonder why I came here today
Just to hear you say goodbye one last time
I watch my life unfold from a screen
A paper firefly
A fated line of filigree
I will search and never be certain of where I should be
Write myself into this scene
In the corner with the curtains showing silhouetted dreams
I will find some peace of mind when my new love says
It's just me
And if she wants to keep me alone all day and all night I will be
And if she really wants to see my famous spinning then I will happily drink
When we see our flaws in each other
For the first time we will feel free
If she picks up the knife I won't put up a fight
If she kills me that will be my release