Now I've lost the plot
I'm not the hero I could be
But not the dog I was
Kind of common cry
Kind of common living lie
Color my fast fading heart
People laugh at anything
And things just fall apart
Kind of common cry
Kind of common living lie
You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
Now they'll sleep tonight
Mmmm
Now eyes burn circles in the dark
And when the mirror talks to me
I listen with my heart
Kind of common cry
Kind of common living lie
You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
Now they'll sleep alright
Hmm
- Belly
Posted by orion at January 3, 2004 12:59 AM | TrackBack