you take from me a little time a cup of tea a state of mind you make me see between the lines how much i'm dumb and that it's fine you come against all that i've learned all that i've seen all that i wrote and for a sec i almost got the beauty in these small things
we took a ride back to the start to meet with angels looking at stars cigarettes, silence, cold wine and dirty secrets dirty little secrets
you have the reason again... and the hole between us is just a part of the show you're right, i complain too much
you take from me a little time a cup of tea a state of mind you make me see between the lines how much i'm dumb and that it's fine
