Cellophane Heart Girl

I have got it stuck in my brain That our better sides are the ones we contain I relive the second we met But the things I said are the words I regret But none of this will bring you back... What may come from the hour you fell? Should I take your things, let them hang on a shelf? Now I don't understand what you've seen Yet I must admit that you looked so serene But none of this will bring you back... Cellophane heart girl Have you found your feet on the floor? And I will pick you up when you're better Cellophane heart girl Have you found your feet on the floor? And I will pick you up when you're better You are on my mind, cellophane girl You are on my mind, don't pass on this world Cellophane heart girl Have you found your feet on the floor? And I will pick you up when you're better Cellophane heart girl Have you found your feet on the floor? And I will pick you up when you're better Cellophane girl!