Your bag is in my hallway
Your photo's on my wall
But I can't see them clearly
In fact I can't see at all
Maybe you're at his place
Maybe he's at yours
And maybe I'm more broken
Than I've ever been before

This is not me speaking
No, this is someone else
Someone regretting
That he had ever felt
What a waste of money
Down this old wishing well
But I hear no splash
I hear no splash

So I've got my new green wings on
To fly me 'round the world
What a handy anesthetic
To numb me from that girl
And though no tears are falling
They gather in my throat
All tied into a knot now
They surround me like a moat

Repeat Chorus

Please collect your things
They're waiting for you at the door
Please collect your things
'Cos I can't be here anymore...

So I've taken out your picture
From the sentimental frame
You really haven't changed much
And I look just the same
There's no clouds in the background
'Cos they were all ahead
All hidden from my eye-line
By all the things you'd said.

This is now me singing
My voice coming back
I can hit a high note
And it probably won't crack
What a waste of energy
On a love that won't come back
You won't come back
You won't come back
You won't come back
You won't come... back.

Lyrics submitted by Violaine

Green Wings song meanings
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