plain

Walking on the smooth parts of the road

I wish you could absolve of the accidents that hold me

to this agony that's really getting old.

You know what I would give you to be yours

and I don't quite know what you see when you hesitate to want me

and I want it back to how it was before.

I've no idea what let me lapse again

but when I knew where I was it was so much smoother because

I wasn't forcing me to take the blame.

A hot day and a cloudless, homeless night

makes me feel that I need the thing we agreed

quite simpy, plainly really wasn't right.

So love me please, oh god, please love me now

and you know what I would do to be walking home with you

just to love, so tell me, please just tell me how.