كلمات Mortal Projections

Tell me, wasn't I in your dreams I reached out as I was falling asleep Thought that you were next to me And opened up my eyes Baby, you gotta let me know What’s the rhyme in reason for this most recent blow I can't take much more of this My heart will flutter back into it's cage You left me on the line (last night) Happens all the time (to me) Thinking that I might Pack it up and throw it all away You left me on the line (last night) Happens all the time (to me) Thinking that I might Pack it up and throw it all away There child, you gotta take it slow If you move with haste You’ll make the waste of the toast Grab yourself another drink And try to see the bottom of your cup You left me on the line (last night) Happens all the time (to me) Thinking that I might Pack it up and throw it all away You left me on the line (last night) Happens all the time (to me) Thinking that I might Pack it up and throw it all away I see reflections of my mortal self projected on the wall