Not a lot is said
when you're out of town
Not a lot is said
when you're out of sight
Waiting till the flowers stink
Not another stay, not another lie
Reading out loud the newspaper
Reaching out to get you later
Reading out loud the newspaper
Breathing out, breathing out
Unfolding clouds, all across the sky
She knows how to read
the meanings they conceal
Oh alibis, man I don't wanna die
The feelings they conceive
are too heavy to hide
Not a lot is said
when you're out of mind
Not a lot is said
when you're out to hide
Waiting till the flowers stink
Love is sad, love is sad