It was summer when she moved in
And it was winter when she moved out again
And the sky was usually blue
And the single bed was big enough for two


It's funny the things that stay with you
Her jewellery on the table and the smell of her perfume
The candle wax on the carpet, singing in the supermarket
And the wall paper in her bedroom


I'll never understand how it happened like this
I drew an open hand and she drew a fist
I drew an arrow and a heart, she drew a razor and a wrist
She said 'I love you when it's sunny'
But the sun refused to shine
And I was crucified on the clothes line


She stole a magazine from the laundromat
Did it weigh upon her conscience as it lay upon her lap
The body is willing but the mind is weak
The champagne is chilling and the wine is cheap
The milk was always spilling and we cried ourselves to sleep
It was summer when she moved in
And it was winter when she moved house again


The boxes on the floor
And the note that she pinned to my door
This house is made of sticks
This house is made of straw
This house is made of bricks
This house is made of weatherboard




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    General Commentand the milk was always spilling and we cried ourselves to sleep....
    zillieon July 28, 2007   Link

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