Full as the mystery moon
and spilled out on the water
Swaying on a dodgy boat
Castaway, and wondering,
loving how it gets so late
I’m on my own now
Said your heart is a home
That was the last that we spoke
So if you ask when I’ll be home
I’d want to tell you but I won’t
Saw your message on my phone
Think I’d rather be alone
My fingers hover when I’m stoned
Cause she’s got something that you don't
Smooth as ice and glass by the shore
my mood is misty and I’ve been here before
Morning fog that comes always goes
Clouds aside, the sky is still the sky
the tide is still the tide if high or low,
I’m on my own
Said your heart is a home
No way to call it my own
That is the point that we broke
So if you ask when I’ll be home
I want to tell you but I won’t
Saw your message on my phone
Think I’d rather be alone
My fingers hover when I’m stone
Cause she’s got something that you don't
I’d want to tell you but I won’t
Saw your message on my phone
Think I’d rather be alone
My fingers shaking when I’m stoned
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