Your crystal eyes were shining 
As the shadows formed on the rock that stood behind your house
You play piano well and it made me feel so sad I fell
But I know your piece ain’t for me, yeah not for me

You learnt your script in the morning when I slept
As woke I found you screaming at yourself
I sit convinced as you recite your lines
But I know your scene ain’t for me, yeah not for me

Hey that seems so long ago
Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow
Then L.A.X called me back home
And all I have are photos, ticket stubs from old shows
That’s all I’m left with this time

You said you cried in the morning when I left
Because you missed me and you wanted me back
These dogs of winter rise
Californian skies are just memories, stills in my mind
Like the patterns on your ceiling, the reflections of the water as it dances with the sun
And when the lights go out redemption is the final shout
And I don’t think I’m [bad word] back, I don’t know where I’m at