The Falling Out

Maybe after all this love will shine Maybe we can ween this pantomime Seeing how you see me in a crowd Breathing isn't breathing it's a sound I'm so sorry I took this too far It's my party I'll cry if I want Wake up with the sun behind the wall Maybe this won't work out after all I tried lighting a spark by turning the bed around We can't talk in the dark Is there a work-around? Lie alone in our thoughts trying to sound it out Miles and inches apart Is this the falling out?