There's something in the way when she smilesnWhen she's leaving home and then arrivesnThere's something in the way that she walksnThat makes people shout, makes people talknnTalk about the annoying weather, while where together, nwhile we're all bound to seenBound to see why everyone's frighten everything might endnYou see we know as wellnnAnd when she drinks she's talking a lotnI don't know if that's healthynBut if love, love feels like taking a break, I don't care, i don't carennThere's something in the way that she smilesnShowers me clean from rust, and behindnEvery little tip of my tongue may be a proud presenting songnnListen to the wind and its gossipnI wonder why they rip the bondage from my woundsnLook at the mob oh, they're frightened, everything might endnYou see we know as wellnnAnd when she drinks she's talking a lotnI don't know if that's healthynBut if love, love feels like taking a break, I don't carennnBecause wash those ears before you grow oldnRemember I'll remind younYou know from love comes the space that I need nIn between, in between n