We wait softly
Never quite knowing
If the place we've stumbled to
Can make us honest
Told her heart through a letter
That new room seems better
But I can't stop wondering
How is that new home
Catherine's writing a new monologue
Something short and sweet, for upscale company
She's no stranger to a turn of phrase
She's spinning everyday, she spins with me
We can't stop thinking
I'd rather keep dreaming
Wake up to see what you
Have left here in this room
Catherine's writing a new monologue
Something short and sweet, for upscale company
She's no stranger to a turn of phrase
She's spinning everyday, she spins with me
And Catherine knows there's no sense trying
Nose to nose and no one's prying
Parse it out, or falsify it
Comes out wrong so she's still writing
She's working on it
Always working
Always working
Always working
Always working
Always working