She talks to the blind,
“High time, tears dry.
Tonight you're not mine,
Not been for a while.”

She looks to the light,
So bright, unkind.
“Tonight I will fly,
My wings, my life.”

Another day will turn into stone,
Calling out, the voice on the phone.
I try to leave on time but I can't find my mind
In all its innocence the truth's too hard to hide tonight.

He knows that she's gone,
Blood eyes sunrise.
Cut to the bone,
Cries, “Why, why, why, oh why?”

He looks to his left,
There's space for rent,
Feels so bereft,
She's all that he had.

Another day will turn into tears,
Falling out, her rhymes on deaf ears.
I think I'm hearing you but I can't find my way
I’m calling for my cheque and pay my bill, pay my bill and leave.

Ah na na na
Ah na na na
Turn and leave
Ah na na na na na na na
Turn and leave
Ah na na na na
Turn and leave