I trace your outline and how it has changed It's been a year, we got so much to say Clear your conscience boy
Creatures and pictures and Wednesdays abroad Was I too peculiar to let go of?
You're tough as, tough as a gristle That you're still missing me a little
Out of the grey, safer in black and white Maybe the stars won't remember that night
You're tough as, tough as gristle Are you still needing me a little?
You say goodbye but you're still standing right here You said goodbye but we're not going anywhere
Hearing my voice is alone
I'm tough as, tough as gristle Are you still needing me a little?
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