and I live behind the sofa where the mice have kindly offered,nif i clean for them they'll keep me safe enough for now,nbut i think they're trying to trick me, coz i know they're not that friendly,nand their clever traps are hidden by the dirt.nnit would just be my luck to catch them,ntaking yellow from the cracked eggs that i gave them.nnempty eggshells remind me of the feeling i'm without you.nnnow i live inside an oak tree where the owls and bats have made for me,na little place to hide away from you,nnow i know they're trying to trick me,ncoz the locks they use don't have keys,nand the clever traps are hidden by the leaves.nnand the shelters made of pebbles that you threw up at my window,nand i know that every pebble thrown was polished by your tears,nand i wish of all the things she said that half of them were true at least,nbut maybe in a week or two i'll find the other half were too.nnthe other half were true.nnIt would just be my luck to fall through, missing all the life belts,nempty life belts remind me of the feeling i'm without you.