Painting Roses

We were out painting roses red without accomplishment

When a thorn caught the thread of my skin

And it unravelled like binding from a bible

Only to discover my flesh failed at survival

Well I don't know about you

But when I am alone, my body feels dysfunctional

It's true

Do you, do you think I'm a fool?

I came home again to an empty bed

And all the sheets were thrown and on the floor

Like a crazy man had got 'em, took out all his problems

Only to discover he’s right back where he started

Well I don't know about you

But when I am alone, my body feels dysfunctional

It's true

Do you, do you think I'm a fool?

I tell myself I'm not one, I am only human

Right, then why don’t I feel whole?

'Cause if home is where the heart is, then I feel pretty stupid

My heart lies in your bones

Do you think that I’m dumb?

'Cause I call it love, love

I call it love

Well I don't know about you

But when I am alone, my body feels dysfunctional

It's true

You need a heart to move

And my heart, it belongs to you

I tell myself I’m not a person who would need someone

Then why do I feel alone?

'Cause if home is where the heart is, then I feel pretty stupid

You were meant for me all along

Do you think that I’m dumb?

'Cause I call it love, love

I call it love