In your room

Shiny silver, needles in the dark,
Now there's nothing left to say.
I closed my eyes, just for a while,
But I never walked away.

You're there crying in your room
Do you ever think of me?
Well, I've been there but I came back,
Is that all that it means?

Shiny gold is splashed there on the lawn,
And I can't even see the trees.
I got so used to living on my own,
Is that all that it means?

You're there crying in your room
Do you ever think of me?
Well, I've been there but I came back,
Is that all that it means?