All the things that you said to meThe ones you don't needAll the nice things you wanted to haveRunning what you won't seeHang around and just beRun the words I've been sayingI've said and seenI've said and seenMy empty gesturesThese prints in my earsIt's been bothered to understandThis ain't no life for meAnd between the black of your eyesThe doors are closed deepRun across the whites of your headI'll open the seatTurn back up and leaveLet the days end with meCall me backI'll find a lot of fireThe night is overAnd we've had in our sleep our wayI hope you turn aroundI hope you turn aroundI hope you turn aroundI hope you turn aroundThank you.Bye.
