Petrified

The bedspread was silk, but the marbles were stiff He showed me my face, so I loosened my grip A shadow came down, told me I live a lie Thinking of you more each day I'm thinking 'bout all the words you say to me A stranger convinced me to cancel my trip He sang me a song, but it didn't exist He said an angel came down and gave him a melody Thinking of you more each day I'm thinking 'bout all the words you say to me I believe in making up I believe in making up And I believe in what I fear Lately, I've been able to see more clear Thinking of you more each day I'm thinking 'bout all the words you say to me