ŞARKI SÖZÜ
when you become a stranger again
how closed your eyes will be
narrowing me to three short feet
across a room of drunken revelry
youre having the time of my life
and i love you much too late
there are things id like
when you say my name to me
like some amusing piece of food between your teeth
then i will know that its completely over
wont you say my name to me
youre having the time of my life
and i think you got it right
its an envy making green
says your eyes only see me
