She makes herself some coffee filled with sugar, milk and truth It's hard to dilike somebody who really like you She's alone as she strums her guitar she remembers all the things you've said and done All her liesare gone, everything from now on will come to matter more
She steps into the shower,it's been a lonely day She was supposed to call me and drop a few words but the hours ran away And the night is a friend of hers now that she finaly got her bad dreams ripped out sight Where the moon is out she sails on to you you know you'll come to matter now...