come back apocryphy come back ontology from right in front of me imperfect symmetry snowing down outside your house i m there right now come over and we ll find out and i was right that night and always there s not much left that you can be 100 into naught flowers i brought somewhere inside this night when everything is right i ll make you wish it why come over and we ll find out come back apocraphy and slow ontology in perfect symmetry ill never know why and i was right that night and always there s not much left that you can be 100 into naught flowers i brought please my heart spit up all over me the cars spin on a snowy street come back to me come over and we ll sigh a while and in a little while the stars fall out all over me the cars spin on a snowy street come back to me oh come back to me oh come over and we ll stay a while over and over and over the sorry is the same my heart spit up all over me the cars spin on a snowy street keep counting on a snowy sleep keep sighing in a snowy dream