Salt In Wound

When I close my eyes When I dream my dreams When I hear that song When I'm on my knees And when I walk at night Down an empty street I see you in the stars Hanging over me You're hanging over me Salt in wound, to think of you Is pressing on the bruise, yeah And pretty words just turn me blue And leave me far too soon, yeah When I'm driving now I can feel the trees With fingers stretching out Stretching towards me But I'm just out of reach Salt in wound, to think of you Is pressing on the bruise, yeah And pretty words just turn me blue And leave me far too soon, yeah And if there's nothing else I'll do it to myself Salt in wound, to think of you Is pressing on the bruise, yeah And pretty words just turn me blue And leave me, they leave me They leave me, oh, leave me, yeah