I could be forgiven for thinking No more than just thinking That the greyness is closing in That the greyness is closing in now I could not help seeing I could not stop seeing As sleep slid gently into her Gently into her It just keeps coming back to me Like i keep running into you Something new slid into her Something new slid into her I can't help feeling filthy Although i'm probably not too guilty Or maybe she's two steps in front of me But now that i've thought the thought I think i'll find myself a box A place to keep the brightness in A place to keep my brightness in