Sheila

The sun comes around

Even if you don't

But I'll wait on your call

Even if you won't

I'm your dog at the table

Begging you for scraps

Clawing at floorboards

Don't you want me back?

I'm your sheets in the summer

Left hanging out to dry

I'm the body you buried

In your backyard still alive

I'm the ghost in your closet

Flickering the lights

I'm your garden in the winter

But I'm too young to die

The sun comes around

Even if you don't

But I'll wait on your call

Even if you won't

I'm your dog at the table

Begging you for scraps

Clawing at floorboards

Don't you want me back?

I'm your sheets in the summer

I'm the body you buried

I'm the ghost in your closet

But I'm too young to die

The sun comes around

The sun comes around