she says forget what you have to do

pretend there is nothing

outside this room

and like an idea she came to me

but she came too late

or maybe too soon

I said please try not to love me

close your eyes, I'm turning on the light

you know I have no vacancy

and it's awfully cold outside tonight



the rain stains the brick a darker red

slowly I'm rolling out of her bed

the rain stains the streets a darker black

I dress my face in stone

because I can't go back



I feel her eyes watching me

from behind the curtain of her hair

and she says I'm sorry

I didn't mean to stare

I say I think I really have to go now

but oh baby, maybe someday

maybe somehow.