Funny, isn't it? How my nerves can't even tell the difference
Between pain and pleasure, though my memory knows better
It's a bad habit to start asking questions with one eye closed
I'd be a coward, keeping from one eye what the other knows
From far away, your hand in the air
Could mean goodbye, could mean hello
I hear the businesses outside my window rolling up their gates
And tonight, when they go back down again, they're gonna sound the same
All the clocks, they have stopped, so I'll have to trust the night where it hangs
Or I'm gonna fear, I'm gonna, I'll go insane
It's a bad habit to start asking questions with one eye closed
I'd be a coward keeping from one eye what the other knows
From far away, your hand in the air
Could mean goodbye, could mean hello
From far away, your hand in the air
Could mean goodbye, could mean hello
Either way, you wear the same sad smile, so
You've gotta let me keep you close enough to know
Either way, you wear the same sad smile, so
You've gotta let me keep you close enough to know
Either way, you wear the same sad smile, so (from far away, your hand in the air)
You've gotta let me keep you close enough to know (could mean goodbye, could mean hello)
Either way, you wear the same sad smile, so (from far away, your hand in the air)
You've gotta let me keep you close enough to know (could mean goodbye, could mean hello)
