Lyrics

trees are turning, leaves are blowing
thru the hair i just shaved
and i find myself thinking about you
cause it’s hard to tell what’s goin on
i can barely read you when you’re open
and now closed you are

nothing mattered, all i wanted
was a happy ending
but we got there a little too soon
and this complicated fabrication
of your journey to yourself
has left our lovelight no room

and it’s hard to tell what’s goin on
i can barely read you when you’re open
and now closed you are
yeah it’s hard to tell what’s goin on
i can barely read you when you’re open
and now closed you are

trees are turning, leaves are blowing
thru the hair i just shaved
and i find myself thinking about you

violet morning following shadows
of the hell we both made
but i’m feeling more steady without you
and i seem to hear you in my mind
i been talking to you like you’re right here
ever how closed you are

and it’s hard to tell what’s goin on i been
it’s hard to tell
it’s hard to tell what’s goin on i been
it’s hard to tell

and it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell
and it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell