Twain
Black Chair (New Miami v.)
I’m losing you but you’re losing me too
You’re everything that I need
And if I were not such a greedy man
I could see it, man
Don’t be scared, honey don’t be afraid
They only want to get paid
I only want to get closer to
Anything at all
The streets were bare, not a thought in the air
Paris now feels like a dream
Wasting our last breath on schemes of love
We’d seen too high above
I’m losing you and I don’t know what to do
How do you know it’s the end?
How can you lead your best friend
Into your loneliness?
Into your loneliness?
Into your loneliness?
Sad and blue, wondering what I should do
Breathing myself in the air
Leaning way back in my big black chair
Into my loneliness
Into my loneliness
Into my loneliness
Into my loneliness