Per: Sunday morning
I'm still hiding in bed
Listening to the rhythm of the rain above my head
And all that I have said
I sure saved a lot for you
But what could I do?
If I'd been talking to the wall
It wouldn't make any difference to you
That's the art of being you
I think I carry the weight of the world
Sometimes you lose
The weight of the world
Sometimes you cry
Marie: I kiss your smile
I wish you'd stay the night
I put my arms around your golden head
And turn out the light
I love to watch your eyes
When I make love to you
Wait, little world
Sometimes you lose
The weight of the world
Sometimes you cry
Sometimes you cry
