My legacy a string of losses
My god i ask how can you do this
You made the sun
The world your canvas
With all this i can see
How i'm unimportant
Could this be some grand coincidence
Or is it [bad word]  it [bad word] from you
In this dream, i am warm
There are hands in my hair
And it's good to be there
When i need you you're not there
Maybe you think i'm stronger
Than i really am
I wave my hand and nothing happens
I set my scene and i can't play it
When i need you you're not there
Maybe you think i'm stronger
Than i really am
When i need you you're not there
But you make a mean sunset
Makes me wonder where i stand