Long Talk

I sit on your bed

and I watch you undress for that long talk

With your tears on the floor

and my boots by the door for that long walk

All those nights I spent talking with you

about all of the things that we’ll lose

Lacey, you know most of it was true.

I ride by on my bike

in the middle of the night, the house is all lit up

But the garden has gone

all withered and brown, same as our love

All those nights I spent talking with you

about all of the things that we’ll lose

Lacey, you know most of it was true.

I sit on your bed

and I watch you undress for that long talk

With your tears on the floor

and my boots by the door for that long walk

Whoah whoah

All those nights I spent talking with you

about all of the things that we’ll lose

Lacey, you know most of it was true.