Light Catches Your Face

A dog-eared Disprin in your handbag

A gathering of crumbs and twenty fags

I'd steal some chewing gum, a few stray coins

I'm sure you noticed but didn't much mind

H-oh

And so it goes

H-oh

Here I am, in the condiment aisle

I'm worried about my basil from Israel and new world wine

I need to lose these poses, reset my charms

To when I left the factory in your arms

Singing h-oh

H-oh

And so it goes

The words on the page start to swim

As light catches your face and you're smiling

This must be what all the fuss is about

H-oh

H-oh

H-oh

You're trying to talk to me, all grateful and smiles

I'm glued to the TV, giving one-word replies

It's small and shameful, it's a poor show

Beat myself up on the way home and go crying to my girl

And so it goes

Yeah, so it goes

Yeah, so it goes

The words on the page start to swim

As light catches your face and you're smiling

This must be what all the fuss is about

The words on the page start to swim

As light catches your face and you're smiling

This must be what all the fuss is about