On your own, you've been darkly rolling on

Find yourself in someone else's mouth

Then coming home to your shoulder

Lately I'm turning over

The yellow light is on

But I'm not coming home

You are the wind, coolly crashing on my skin when I'm alone

Your tired love, it was too heavy for them to hold it up

I'm coming home to your shoulder

Lately I'm turning over

The yellow light is on

Are you?

Are you?

Pass the time throwing paper at a bin on the floor

You were right, I spend too much of my time on a wire

Then put it all on your shoulders

Lately I'm turning over

Are you?

Are you?