(She passed me by slow)
(The places she'll go)
(The things we can't show)
(She don't need to)
(While she can hide all her shame, I'm left standing in vain)
(I don't mean to)
(No)
And so I lay awake
(How much am I to take?)
With my head a figure-eight
Falling back everytime into you
Say, that was the case before
(Was the case before)
Left me pondering for more
(You sit and wait for it)
I'll sit back and wait it
I've got to observe
Do you hear the rain fall?
Do you sit back and hang from a seam?
(Wait on it now)
Are your chances paid for?
If left wondering on what it all means?
Why don't you drive slow?
The places you'll go
The things she can't show
(She don't need to)
While she can hide all her shame
I'm left standing in vain
I don't mean to
No
Are you fretting on the fact you can't take it
Or that you're in the know?
The cards are dealt, now deal your hand
(She don't like hearing 'bout your plans)
All that on your conscience - consider it through
For fourty acres all alone
On sacred land you call a home
Is this really something you think you can do?
Do you hear the rain fall?
(I can't see it no more)
Do you sit back and hang from a seam?
(I can't wait on it now)
Are your chances paid for?
If left wondering on what it all means?
She passed me by slow
The places she'll go
The things we can't show
She don't need to
While she can hide all her shame
I'm left standing in vain
(I don't mean to, no)
She passed me by slow
The places she'll go
The things we can't show
She don't need to
While she can hide all her