Flowers On My Bedside

Well, I fled the town That I was born in I took no interest in staying For that I was sure I had not known this upheaval 'Til I saw the tower burning An unwelcome sight to most I know And I've been contemplating Is my shadow moving? And does the light still catch your wall? There's been a stillness here inside me But I can feel the heat now it's climbing Well, I bet it won't be long before it falls I'm afraid my glass is often empty It don't take me much to cry Maybe I would feel okay had I told myself That it won't work out this time Well, I'm so good at spending all my love on Those whose love for me has dried Like the flowers on my bedside Well, I was happy to think of what we might look like Well, in July with our backs to the wall Now the thing that's keepin' me here and so tired Is how fast people can change their minds I guess we all share the same ugly We are all just liars So, did you hear my voice? Or was I just something to look at? Well, either way I expected more And now I'm goin' down in this spiral Will you be glad upon my arrival? Or have you already turned the key and locked the door? Well, I'm afraid my glass is often empty And it don't take me much to cry Maybe I would feel okay had I told myself That it won't work out this time I'm so good at spending all my love on Those whose love for me has dried Like the flowers on my bedside Like the flowers on my bedside