Constantine

Oh, it's different now than I remember
From all the colors of September
We'd fall into that same honest day

Lately, I bite more than I can swallow
And I've sealed these senses in a bottle
Then I wish we could go back that way

Hang on, darling
These memories like mending a broken room
In our hands but still out of touch
Think I've forgotten how to dream without you a part of me
My sweet Constantine

It ain't a secret anymore
Since you walked through those doors
You know I struggle with being myself

Maybe this is all that matters
All the spots and slips and splatters
From you to me to somebody else

Hang on, darling
These memories like painting an empty room
In our hands but still out of touch
Thought I'd forgotten how to dream without you a part of me
My sweet Constantine

And I wonder now instead
How you live inside my head
Once a figure, now a shadow on the bed

Hang on, darling
These memories, oh they fill up an empty room
In our hands but still out of touch
I haven't forgotten how to dream without you a part of me
My sweet Constantine