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