you take from me
a little time
a cup of tea
a state of mind
you make me see
between the lines
how much i'm dumb
and that it's fine
you come against
all that i've learned
all that i've seen
all that i wrote
and for a sec
i almost got
the beauty in these small things

we took a ride back to the start
to meet with angels looking at stars
cigarettes, silence, cold wine
and dirty secrets
dirty little secrets

you have the reason again...
and the hole between us
is just a part of the show
you're right, i complain too much

you take from me
a little time
a cup of tea
a state of mind
you make me see
between the lines
how much i'm dumb
and that it's fine

YOU HAVE the reason again