Numbness For Sound

Cold in the Sun

My feet on the ground

A pale windless city

A numbness for sound

I'll wait, back here

or will you notice

A moment in time

A photograph lost here

Since you were mine

I'll wait back here

or should I start pushing my way back

Yeah...

Should I start pushing my way back

I walk past your room

A deep silhouette

You're tired of racing

I don't understand

I'll wait, back here

Cold and beneath me

A soaked cigarette

I'm asleep on a shoulder that I've never met

I'll wait back here

Or should I, start pushing my way back

Yeah...

Should I start pushing my way

home

And I'm with all these women

And I'm on the edge of my breath

Ohh...

And I'm thinking of leaving

I could just lay down

Lay down and freeze to death.

Yeah.....Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Ohhh....

Cold in the Sun

My feet on the ground

A pale windless city

A numbness for sound