You are a fading You are a hundred spires You are slamming stained-glass doors You are clenched fists And tears that slipped Through the cracks in the floor
You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city
You are umbrellas You are a violin You are a statue's rusted key You are old graves Secrets with names Left to wander To wander the streets
You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city
I breathe you in I breathe you in I breathe you in
