Waking, sitting up right Can't explain the sunlight Wondering why you're not home The lighter beside you, left Before you tried to work out all the unknowns
Blame it all on me when I forget to defend Everything that we worked out Something in her wording I cannot help searching for what memory found
Thought it stopped just as its start But that is not what you are You're a layer on my clothes made of ivy and gold
Meet me in the hallway Bite your lip when I say, "Never have you left my mind" Stop and think it over, smiling, moving closer Oh, what a delicate time
Blame it all on me when I forget to defend Everything that we put down Something in her wording I guess she was just searching for some knowledge or sound
Thought it stopped just as its start But that is not what you are You're a layer on my clothes made of ivy and gold
