Don't speak just yet
Until the lightening stops
The gentle silhouette
From where the ball was dropped
Somewhere on her floor
How could I ask for me
So I won't speak just yet
Until the lightening stops
And if she sees the world
Through a stained glass lens
'Coz shes a pretty girl
With lots of love to lend
And if she needs to know
on whom she can depend
Its 'coz she sees the world
Through a stained glass lens
I could never quite place my finger on what I should have seen
I never knew how much she meant to me
Well I keep hitting the snooze button and it feels like I'm living in a dream
That's probably just the way it seems.
So I'll wait to speak
If it's more time she seeks then I'll give it to her
As lightening flashes light the car the passes
Through the window she's been staring out of
And i cant help but notice that the grandfather clock
Syncopates my heartbeat with its' tick tock
And if it's anything like my own heart I've found
That it needs to be wound and let down every now and again
Just to keep on keep on passing time
I could never quite place my finger on what I should have seen
I never knew how much she meant to me
Well I keep hitting the snooze button and it feels like I'm living in a dream
That's probably just the way it seems.
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