Lying here in the dark
staring up at the ceiling,
another sleepless night
tossing and turning,
the wedding ring tarnished and worn,
my smile no longer bright.
Blue skies never looked so grey,
the flowers from that day decayed.
Now I am lying here, with you next to me,
with my thoughts racing, to another love.
Watching the shadows dance on the walls,
wondering just when everything went so wrong.
You can't build love around your two storey house,
can't undo what's been broken.
You sure as hell can't change who you become as you grow.
Another day another fight,
the tears, they just seem to pour out,
but I feel myself turning away and growing cold.
Now all my love for you is gone and turned to ash.
It's a bitter sweet symphony here in my dream house on the hill.