Funeral for a Friend / Love Lies Bleeding

The roses in the window box have tilted to one side

Everything about this house was born to grow and die

Oh, it doesn't seem a year ago to this very day

You said, "I'm sorry, honey, if I don't change the pace

I can't face another day"

And love lies bleeding in my hand

Oh, it kills me to think of you with another man

I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan

But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band

Love lies bleeding in my hands

I wonder if those changes have left a scar on you

Like all the burning hoops of fire that you and I passed through

You're a bluebird on a telegraph line, I hope you're happy now

Well, if the wind of change comes down your way, girl

You'll make it back somehow

And love lies bleeding in my hand

Oh, it kills me to think of you with another man

I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan

But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band

Love lies bleeding in my hands

And love lies bleeding in my hand

Oh, it kills me to think of you with another man

I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan

But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band

Love lies bleeding in my hands

Love lies bleeding in my hands