Thinking out Loud

Like the stone at her feet
She is a victim of gravity
The unbearable colour of things
Gets her down, down, down

And as her raincoat covers me
We know it was never raining

She says, that she needs me
Says that she needs me
Says that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me
And I’m sorry it was me
Was I thinking out loud

Like strings in a fan
The shoelaces were undone
The solitude reflection of her fate
Gets her down, down, down

And as the shadow covers me
I thought she was only sleeping

She says, that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Says that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me
I am sorry it was me
Was I thinking out loud

Her clothes on the floor
Underwear silverlined
The smell of lavender and tar
Brings me down, down, down

If the telephone should ring
God knows it could never be her

She says, that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Says that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me
I am sorry it was me
Was I thinking out loud