Leila

My obsession has worn off, it slipped on out, as did her tears

That women said "grow up" so I went and slept for thirty years

The repossession of an old heart

That lies in my chest and nowhere else

Left an impression like a sore scar

I'll put out my best before she can protest

Did it ever occur to me that Leila's hand was within reach?

Boy lift your head up, now you're a man you cannot cry

I've got to stand up and tilt my crown towards the sky

The words will flow out like a little celebration grows

Typical and hateful but I've got to keep my feelings close

And when the time comes I can let them out and let them go

Distinctly lyrical in such a way that no-one else knows

Did it ever occur to me that Leila's hand was within reach?

But then I messed up as I do, threw it away, left it too late

She will cry when she gets lonely

I run back, I think she owns me

Better though to know she won't hate

I run back I know she can't wait

I'm sandstone and Leila's the waves

Then again she barely knows me

What could I do to deserve you?

What did I do to dis-serve you?

What could I do to deserve you?

What did I do to dis-serve you?

What could I do to deserve you?

What did I do to dis-serve you?

What could I do to deserve you?

She will cry when she gets lonely

I run back, I think she owns me

Better though to know she won't hate

I run back I know she can't wait