She keeps staring out the window
like she's waiting for a
soldier coming home
Dips her fingers in her coffee
and she draws a picture
of her life alone
It's a square inside a smiley face
a window of disgrace
she'd rather keep it closed
and these are the things
that only her shadow knows
There's a trail of broken boyfriends
and the memory of a
nearly perfect lie
But when she examines
all the reasons
there is nothing
but a coldness in her eye
And the wind
that's blowing through her heart
she'll look in to the sky
and say that's how it goes
And these are the things
that only her shadow knows
She's lying and buying a little time
She's turning on the head of a pin
and there she goes again
It's a square inside a smiley face
a window of disgrace
she'd rather keep it closed
and these are the things
that only her shadow knows
these are the things
that only her shadow knows
Only her shadow
only her shadow
only her shadow