I could be forgiven for thinking
No more than just thinking
That the greyness is closing in
That the greyness is closing in now

I could not help seeing
I could not stop seeing
As sleep slid gently into her
Gently into her

It just keeps coming back to me
Like i keep running into you
Something new slid into her
Something new slid into her

I can't help feeling filthy
Although i'm probably not too guilty
Or maybe she's two steps in front of me

But now that i've thought the thought
I think i'll find myself a box
A place to keep the brightness in
A place to keep my brightness in