I found your photograph, in a cardboard box, in a magazine.
I can't re member you, re member us, or anything
I t aught you how to feel but you just feel numb
They t aught you how to feel but you just feel numb
C*
She comes apart, in the av-a-lanche
C*
Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed
When it's over When it's over
When it's over it's over.. .
I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars
I can't re member the last time that it was yours
I taught you how to feel why do you feel numb?
They taught us how to feel but we just feel numb
C*
She comes apart, in the av-a-lanche
C*
Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed
When it's over When it's over
When it's over it's over.. .
C*
She falls apart in the av-a-lanche
C*
Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed
When it's over When it's over
When it's over it's over.. .