Why can't you see those hands are cold are grey
When her imperfections hide away
And in the half-light you can

Barely see that face
Maybe it's better that way


As you fall into waiting arms
That loosen their embrace
Finding comfort in restriction

Eternally replace

Why don't you know what's going on here

The same things happen every few years

As you fall into waiting arms

That loosen their embrace
Finding comfort in restriction
Eternally replace


Why can't you see those hands are cold and grey
Their imperfections hide away

At times you realize you
Barely knew that name
Maybe it's better that way


As you fall into waiting arms
That loosen their embrace

Finding comfort in restriction
Eternally replace