She'll take you back,
Don't make believe
You wanna think it through.
I've loved before,
I love again,
I know that yours was true!

Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter!
I see them shining through your drunken eyes,
Carving silver is strange weather.

I'll meet a man,
We'll make a home
And travel to the deep
Of further lines,
While hidden dreams
The broken hearted keeps.

Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter!
I see them shining through your drunken eyes,
Carving silver is strange weather.

She'll take you back,
Don't make believe
You wanna think it through!
I've loved before,
I'll love again,
I know that yours was true!

Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter!
I see them shining through your drunken eyes,
They only want me in strange weather!
In a small room, on a naked floor,
With the blinded heart of black matter
I could hear you through the front door
Carving silver is strange weather.

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): KEREN ANN ZEIDEL