Lyrics

Party of one (Mike Stav. Arranged by Patrick Copeland; back-up vocals by Patrick Copeland)

I thought you looked so cute,
the way you left your shoelaces untied, that day.
I said I couldn?t save you, if you tripped.
You tied ?em up and, looking back,
I?m the one who flipped.

I?m burning bridges, and I?m learning to fall.
Chasing your shadow was a tease and nothing more.
I thought you looked so cute,
the way you left your shoelaces untied, that day.

?Let?s meet for tea,? we said. ?See you at three, by the steps.?
Later that afternoon, as the sun rolled on,
I stood my ground; another crowd.
By four, it seemed so late and so cold,
so I made my way home.

Landed in bed, lines swimming through my head.
Woke up at three a.m.,
T.V. staring back at me,
because I?m on the blink, again.
Morpheus! Morpheus welcomes his friend.

Yet, even while sleeping, she still holds the key to his heart.

And it will always happen that way,
trusting my eyes discern the real.
And it will always happen that way, believing my illusion is real, my illusion is real.

I thought that you were more than kind to say,
?Turn back whenever; no need to walk me all the way.?
I said, ?I don?t mind, and I do what I like,?
but something told me something else? she wouldn?t confide.
I?m burning bridges, and I?m learning to fall.
Chasing your shadow was a tease and nothing more.
I thought that you were more than kind to say,
?Turn back whenever; no need to walk me all the way.?

?Let?s meet for tea,? we said. ?See you at three by the steps.?
Later that afternoon, as the sun rolled on,
I stood my ground; another crowd.
By four, it seemed so late and so cold, so I made my way home.

I?m all right, now. Got an early start, today.
Drove ?till the road?s end.
Turned around and back again,
because I?m on the blink, again.

I?m holding my head for the spinning to end,
yet still, syrens whisper, as heaven brings the rain.
I?m clean, again.

And it will always happen that way,
trusting my eyes discern the real.
And it will always happen that way,
until I lose that part of myself that doesn?t admit
how much of me belongs now to you.