All The Things That I Needed I Wasted My
Chances I Have Found Myself Wanting When A
Mother And Father Gave Me Their Problems I Accepted
Them All Nothing Ever Expected I Was Rejected
But I Came Back For More And My
Ashes Drift Beneath The Silver Sky Where A Boy
Rides On A Bike And Never Smiles And My
Ashes Fall Over All The Things We′ve Said On
A Box Of Photographs Under The Bed, The Bed
I Will Stay In My Own World Under
The Covers I Will Feel Safe Inside A
Kiss That Will Burn Me And Cure Me Of
Dreaming I Was Always Returning And My Ashes
Find A Way Beyond The Fog And Return To
Save The Child That I Forgot And My Ashes
Fade Among The Things Unseen And A Dream Plays
In Reverse On Piano Keys And My Ashes
Drop Upon A Park In Wales Never-ending Clouds Of
Rain And Distant Sails, Distant Sails Sails (Sails)