The Tale

Usually blows like this leave a mark
So I can remember
Leave me safe so I won’t embark
On some new adventure
You will miss having coffee warm
Clean sheets on the bed
I won’t miss feeling overtired
From the things you’ve said
And I won’t be the one
To break the spell
I won’t be the one
Who lives to tell the tale
Oh what damage the light has done
Just look at my face
Crows' feet, laugh lines, do all to prove you
Won’t be leaving without leaving a trace
I will miss the smell of your cigarettes
though I bet I still could
Fading vapors of my regret
I’ll hope that you’ve understood
And I won’t be the one
To break the spell
I won’t be the one
Who lives to tell the tale
One day I’ll wake up fresh and new
Into a dream I will wake
Make myself a big breakfast, then
pack my things, run away
Who of us will be wanting then
That so much of us cry?
Who of us will be found neglected,
and without which, the other will die?
And I will be the one
To break the spell
I will be the one
Who lives to tell the tale
And I will be the one
To break the spell
I will be the one
Who lives to tell the taleJ
You know I will live to tell the tale
You know I will live to tell the tale