Dreams split in the windows
Chins split on the walls
Hearts split in the households
That you've lived in before
Home goes where you want to
But people never let go
And people never recall
What change goes on in the soul
People like me need help getting by
Everyday little things trouble me
I don't need to know where it all goes
I just need to know what it all means
You've lost a sparkle in your eyeball
You've lost some tension in your seams
You're not familiar with my attitudes
You're not as relaxed as you used to be
It puts a dryness in my throat now
To think we've left the past behind
I'd hate to think that we have lost it all
I'd hate to think a part of us has died
People like me need help getting by
Everyday little things trouble me
I don't need to know where it all goes
I just need to know what it all means