Why can't you see those hands are cold are grey

When her imperfections hide away

And in the half-light you can 

Barely see that face

Maybe it's better that way



As you fall into waiting arms

That loosen their embrace

Finding comfort in restriction

Eternally replace



Why don't you know what's going on here

The same things happen every few years



As you fall into waiting arms

That loosen their embrace

Finding comfort in restriction

Eternally replace



Why can't you see those hands are cold and grey 

Their imperfections hide away

At times you realize you

Barely knew that name

Maybe it's better that way



As you fall into waiting arms

That loosen their embrace

Finding comfort in restriction

Eternally replace