Wrapped in a blanket; blank Sunday dawn
A lifeless reception where I'm the pawn
Aimlessly walking; Victoria Square
Feeling so absent when you're not there
And everyone around me keeps saying to try
Lavender's a fragrance that I'll never buy
I shut out the light and return to a screen
Tired of believing that you're not a dream
Days go by; I feel the same
Some empty nothing that's already came
Drowned out the blank hours with lies
Lavender's a fragrance I'll never buy