Space Queen of Jeans

This won’t go wrong if it’s right
But won’t be so easy to see
Instead of hiding i’ll try
When it all comes around to me
It all comes around to me

You care, but you won’t say why
Who knows if you need it at all?
But i find i am needing it most
When it all comes and passes me by
It all comes to pass me by

No more songs to sing to you
They are all i have
To say that it’s true

I get lost inside our bed
Wind me up
But i still feel dead
She will be fine, i promised her that
She will be fine
I promise

All i have to give to you
I’ll leave it all here
Maybe it just takes space...