We talk about the way we fight
we talk about who's wrong and right
and how hard we try
You talk about how you were ripped
I talk about our sinking ship
and it makes you cry
and you ask me if I'll stay
ask me why I went away
I said
She's got flowers on her window sill
She's got rainbows on the wall
Music playing in the other room
And we don't have to talk at all
We talk about our circumstance
you talk about another chance
and another page
But we already wrote that book
it ain't worth a second look
there's nothing more to say
We don't communicate it's true
and I'm not able
to not talk with you
But she's got chimes
they're singing in the wind
a welcome mat outside the door
a cup of coffee for me when I'm cold
and I won't be cold anymore
Yeah she's got flowers on her windowsill
she's got rainbows on the wall
music playing in the other room
and we don't have to talk at all
