When you put my picture in the sun
what made you think I wouldn’t fade away?
And when I put your picture in the fire,
where were your tears to keep the flames at bay?
And those fears that burned you up that you kept carefully hid,
were you planning to tell me we’re already ash on the wind?
You flew us too close to a star,
did you think sorry would be good enough?
And now you’ve knocked that star into the sea,
don’t act surprised the waters are getting rough.
And those fears that wash your shore
and that speak of the grave,
were you planning to tell me we’re already foam on the waves?
I’ve never met a January day as frozen as you,
you’re a desert nothing can get me through.
Your voice is the song that makes songbirds blue,
so don’t ask, don’t ask why away I flew.
And those fears that haunt your soul like a loon’s lonely cry,
were you planning to tell me you will never fly with me again?
I know you’re scared of flying
but you will not deny me
the clouds and the stars in the sky.
And if you’re tired of trying
I will leave you lying on the ground
yes I’ve already forgot about you.
Keep your broken bottle kiss
your heart clenched like a fist
around all those words you should’ve said to me
and I hope it hurts like hell to know
you could’ve stopped me, you should’ve stopped me