i was a wandering bird
i called away for it to save my soul
you were a wandering bird
and nothing was wrong with killing our time and not killing ourselves
take me away to the west side of town
we laid out our dresses all covered in down
there was scaffold of blue, there was scaffold of grey
i was wondering how it could stay that way, i just walked away

but now is the time when the colors align and you lay in your bed dripping naked with sweat
and i call around for answers [bad word] but its so [bad word] hard when you dont know your done
its almost over but nothing is wrong

you were an avalanche, i was a city bird desperately close to the mountain
i called out for water, you got me wine like a slap in the face
and i called you mine

but its so hard to know when its over when its not begun
your body is calling me
i cant get right when im wrong

you are so beautiful
you are so beautiful
babe your so beautiful