Question Marks in Time
Washed out in the stillness of the night
Shes left searching
Once again loves promise has been broken
And he ignores indifferently to the rhythm of her breathing
As she lights a cigarette and waits for morning
Light years apart - they lie both together
Like a child caught playing with matches
Shes been burned again by fire
And she knows shes been betrayed by her own imagination
The cigarette keeps burning as she curses her desire.
And she thinks
Shes the only one whos lonely
And she wants the world to feel sorry
And shes trapped
Within her own self pity
And she asks: will anybody love me.
And on the radio an old song sings
Suggesting that love is why were living
As she turns the station fast.
She looks down at her lover
A friend of a friend of a stranger
As if his mouth might breathe an answer
And she knows shes getting older
The emptiness controls her
And the smoke curls round her fingertips
Like question marks in time
The sun plays with the windows
As the man wakes up beside her
Silences are awkward as he reaches for his clothes
And as he leaves
She feels suspended, invaded and rejected
The cigarette is ended
Thats how her story goes
Repeat And on the radio a new song sings
Suggesting that love is why were living
Ironically she laughs
As she turns the station fast
Shes given up on giving
Washed out in the stillness of the night
Shes left searching
Shes left searching
Once again loves promise has been broken
And he ignores indifferently to the rhythm of her breathing
As she lights a cigarette and waits for morning
Light years apart - they lie both together
Like a child caught playing with matches
Shes been burned again by fire
And she knows shes been betrayed by her own imagination
The cigarette keeps burning as she curses her desire.
And she thinks
Shes the only one whos lonely
And she wants the world to feel sorry
And shes trapped
Within her own self pity
And she asks: will anybody love me.
And on the radio an old song sings
Suggesting that love is why were living
As she turns the station fast.
She looks down at her lover
A friend of a friend of a stranger
As if his mouth might breathe an answer
And she knows shes getting older
The emptiness controls her
And the smoke curls round her fingertips
Like question marks in time
The sun plays with the windows
As the man wakes up beside her
Silences are awkward as he reaches for his clothes
And as he leaves
She feels suspended, invaded and rejected
The cigarette is ended
Thats how her story goes
Repeat And on the radio a new song sings
Suggesting that love is why were living
Ironically she laughs
As she turns the station fast
Shes given up on giving
Washed out in the stillness of the night
Shes left searching
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Grafton Hill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.