A part of you left the room.
I am left talking to the apple.
She comes to me when I dream.
I'm tired of counting sheep to see her,
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you.
A wedding ring is just a thing
That weighs you down
And occupies your finger
I know it sounds a little down,
But love is all I'm really after.
She comes to me when I dream
I'm tired of counting sheep to see her,
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you,
But you
And everybody knows it but you.
I hope you're all listening,
I'm pouring out my heart for paper.
A part of me still believes
That love is all I'm really after
She comes to me when I dream
I'm tired of counting sheep to see her,
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you,
But you
Everybody knows it but you
Everyone but you knows,
Everyone but you.