Yellow Tulips (Demo)

I am gonna sit still And pretend that I don't see you Sleepwalking Yellow tulips crowding up my bedroom I lost track of time Before the world followed suit I ran out of time And now you're saying you have, too But I don't have room For his cigarette butts and his gloom Come home to your garden Find it in full bloom Olden days blossom without you Would you look at what some space can do Looking back without you I am gonna sit still And pretend that I don't see you Commit it to paper, staring Burn a hole through my doom I make music with The flimsy buckles on my shoes I make lots of noise I do it all in spite of you 'Cause I don't have room For your cigarette butts and your gloom Come home to your garden Find it in full bloom Olden days blossom without you Would you look at what some space can do Looking back without you I'm not gonna lie to you It doesn't feel over yet, clover Feel myself getting older I'm not gonna lie to you It doesn't feel over yet, clover Feel myself getting older You must be such a fool to think That you had that kind of power That you even thought that you broke her Now the whole world know that you are more Than some sheepish little loner Some broken hearted smoker Now the whole world know that you are more Than some sheepish little loner Some broken hearted smoker