Tell Me

Woke in a sweat What I can’t forget, and what I’ll never ask to Tell me that I’m something that you just don’t know Tell me that I’m somewhere you don’t want to go Tell me that I’m some place you don’t want to know Like the back of your hand I don’t understand Undone, disarmed Well I don’t know and you don’t mind This time there’s no time Well I don’t know and you don’t mind Deep inside of the day, anyone else would fall in your arms But I do not Do I, do I, do I want that I was something that you just couldn’t feel I was something that you couldn’t feel that was real I believed you when you shut your eyes and dreamed a dream without me Mmmmmmmmm Sometimes I don’t think about you Hmmmmmmmm Sometimes I don’t think about it Oh oh Tears are falling in the underground Falling into thoughts that turn to colours The colours are the colours of my thoughts and they’re painting you Sometimes I live my own life, my own life