Sun in My Empty Room

She Thought The Years Would Go Fast (GLASGOW MIX)

So close to home … still on my own 
I’m glad I knew  … a better part of you  
Good times we’ve had … garnished with some bad   
And if you hold me dear … I’ll still be here

In southern France … by happenstance 
I fell in a trance … somewhat advance
Try not to be … a forgery 
Nothing’s for real … except what you feel

Beyond belief … and ecstasy
you stole from me … like a thief 
These crocodile tears … they always appear 
like a story wheel  … put on repeat 

Ref: Cold, so cold … this home has grown quiet and cold. 
Old, so old … we both have become so old.

Sun in My Empty Room

MATS