Glutton Of Sympathy

In the breathless hush of 4 a.m. In the dark sits 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 gla*s vase Pa*sing lipstick, 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 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 Such mournful words on this whitesnow vacant page All the lessons that she learns she packs away Will 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 mind (Lifetime, nighttime, wake the day) 'Cause tomorrow will see if you've had your fill of sympathy (Tomorrow will see) Will you never cease to be the glutton of sympathy? Don't you know the stars are all fading Let the sunshine capture the sparkle of your smile