Between the sheets on a Sunday morning .
The things that were left unsaid
The things that were left unsaid
on a late Saturday night..
She called to say she wasn't ready for this..
She called to say she wasn't ready for this..
He had been planing to pull the plug on her instead..
Cream color dreams in black & white
Seem vaguely familiar the morning after..
When the blue curtains of the morning sun parted..
The black sky and his hopes had vanished
Curling on empty air plane seats
He wishes his life away
Cream color dreams in black & white
Seem vaguely familiar the morning after..
When the blue curtains of the morning sun parted..
The black sky and his hopes had vanished
Curling on empty air plane seats
He wishes his life away
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