Mew

She Came Hone For Christmas

Don't touch her there,
she's blindfolded.
She remembers on the bus.
Into my heart.
Don't remember.
Like you left us
without notice.
Now you've come back.
Like you left us.
Like you owe us.
Into my heart.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do
what I do if it's you.
This is not happening.
Don't touch her there.
She told it.
She remembers how it was.
Into my heart.
Don't remember.
Like you left us
without notice.
Now you've come back.
Like you left us.
Like you owe us.
Into my heart.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do
what I do if it's you.
This is not happening.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do
what I do if it's you.
This is not happening.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do
what I do if it's you.
This is not happening.
Don?t touch her there.
He watched her.
She knew his look. From behind.
When she came home for Christmas...