Pull down the blinds and stare at my blank screen

Some voice is asking how my weekend's been!

planes go across the sky of Petersham

One day I will see all the hope that's stored in them


The pale underside catches the light


Like as see-saw I need more weight to carry me up

Maybe oneday she will just say that she's happy enough,happy enough


Leaves haven't fallen yet but winter's been too long

Grief hits me like a succession of time bombs


I've run out of reasons to explain it away


Like a see-saw I need more weight to carry me up

Maybe one day she will just say I'm happy enough


If I was older then I would hold her

Tight and say: don't you ever leave me

And then maybe one day she will just say

that she's happy enough, happy enough