The Day Has to Start a Way

The day isn't done

But the clock stopped long ago

The curtains are gone

All you left is in this hand

I never been brave

Inside your loving arm

Collecting the stones

Like boulders around your heart

So lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely with you

So lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely with you

So lovely, lovely, lovely, lonely with you

Pom-pom-pom-pom

I called home to find you

Sitting at the end of your lifetime

I called home to find that you took off

Hide your house of cards to make my body light, feather light

It's just, over your head, birds dancing like candlelight to finally bring you back

Words will never find

Attracted to the end just to start

Words will never find

Alone, alone, alone, alone, alone with you

Alone with you

The day has to start a way

The day has to start a way