I Set My Hand To Writing You, It Drifted Off The Page
I Sold My One Vision, For A Piece Of The Cake
I Haven't Ate In Days
For Unspoken Value Aesthetic And Charm
I'd Smile At You Sideways
But The Lighting Is Wrong
I'm Taking A Picture And Counting The Cost
While The Bells In My Ears Keep Ringing
I Set My Hand To Writing You, It Drifted Of The Page
I Nearly Fell I Feel Like A Lowlife In Hell
And I Haven't Slept In Days And Days, Days And Days
Beat On My Fender Through My Gemini Two
Play To The Posters On The Wall Of My Room
Thought I Was Crazy When I'd Think About You
And The Bells In My Ears Keep Ringing
And The Bells In My Ears Keep Ringing
In My Ear Bells Are Ringing