Compositor: Ian Richard Devaney
Light above my head
Falls upon the table
And we sense it
And it weighs on my mind
You weight on my mind
All night
But I care for
Far too much now
And there is so much to say
Touch me on the lips
Spare me the decision
Can you sense it
You want the fable
Whatever unfolds
But I care far
Far too much now
And there is so much to say
So much to say
But I care far
Far too much now
And there is so much to say