Light spills in through the window And I watch the dust as it drifts through the sunbeams Oh, while you stand cold in the kitchen And all you've been wantin' collects in the space behind your eyes But I still wonder when my teeth went I used to fear nothing and now I just contemplate The light spills in through the window And you watch the clouds in the distance and know we're outta time
You don't owe me You don't owe me a thing I have always been lost It's a comfortable place I don't owe you I don't owe you a thing You were always just Something that I could never save
Time stops and all my old nightmares Are standing before me, I wonder how they ever did their jobs And I lay on the carpet And sift through my reveries, try on the ones that still bite Sometimes I wonder where you are now And if you ever found some happiness or just another way to kill the time? But I knew when this started that I was never permanent, was just another stop along the line
You don't owe me You don't owe me a thing I have always been lost It's a comfortable place I don't owe you I don't owe you a thing You were always just Something that I could never save
Compositor: Benjamin P Cooper ECAD: Obra #25746152