The Glutton Of Sympathy

In the breathless hush of 4 am

In the darks, it's a sad cliche

Cloaked in the Navy blue, of slowly fading stars

Tell me how this came to be

Sleeplessness, talk to me

She'd say over and over, again.

Fumbling through a cut of glass vase

Passing lipstick in cotton spools

Burning jealous pictures of marriages of friends

You never asked to be

The glutton of sympathy

She says over and over

That this is the end

'Cause I see it in your eyes

You don't know, time to let go

I see it in your eyes

There is so much more out there to be learned

Such wonderful words

On this white, snow vacant page

All the lessons that she learned

She packs away

Well you never cease to be

The glutton of sympathy

She writes over and over, again.

That's when I see it in your eyes

What you don't know, time to let go

I see it in your eyes

There is so much more out there to be learned

Tossing, turning, roll away

Indecision, won't you ever make up your

Lifetime, nighttime, wake the day

'Cause tomorrow we'll see if

You've had your fill of sympathy

Well you never cease to be

The glutton of sympathy

Oh don't you know the stars are all fading

Let the sunshine capture the sparkle of your smile.