Mona, inside the walls are closing over

Key in the eye of the beholder

Find I can fake it when the time has come

Oh when the time has come

Maybe, your angel wings are getting heavy

The world is staring and it scares me

And I don’t know if you can carry on

If you can carry on

All these things that I never said

Your mistakes that I need to get out

get out of my head

Mona, god knows I’m never getting over

Part picture, part-time supernova

And I’ll be with you when the curtains close, oh when the curtains close

Bowie, you make my world turn oh so slowly

Where is your mind what can you show me

And I’ll come crawling when you call me home, oh when you call me home

All these things that I never said

Your mistakes that I need to get out

get out of my head

Mona, a rope between so I can’t hold ya

Next time we meet we’ll both be older

If you can make it I will see you there

I will see you there

Save me, jump from your walls you make me crazy

A virtuoso serenading, emancipated by your vacant stare, by your vacant stare

The cold paint, is leaving its mark again

Your face, a canvas that could contend

It’s always, a matter of give and take

So don’t make, me think that it’s all too late

Cause I’ll wait, to see if your colours run

A burnt page of all that you’ve said and done

So Mona you’ve gotta let me in

Mona, inside the walls are closing over

Key in the eye of the beholder

Find I can fake it when the time has come

For when the time has come