There you sat
Watching TV...

During the day
I'm over you...

Her dress is ripped her wings are torn
Weeping maiden all forlorn...

You are the torch
Lighting my path...

The morning after
Last night before...

I used to stare
In wonder out my window...

Walking through town
Just me and the boy...

Since you ended you and me
I tried to filter your memory...

Curtains drawn, we take a bow
Audience echoing why and how...

I close my eyes
And there I see...

Stuck at these traffic lights again
Three reds in a row...

What if this isnt good enough
To explain what I have done...