The cinematic after effects of alcohol   Have led me to believe   That there's nothing more beautiful   Than a face as it starts to fade   From your memory, what had once been clear as the day   Obscured by the shade      And I was always the thorn to your rose      A long string of disappointing days   Led me to concede that I'd been losing sleep   And I'm tired and frayed at the seams   And things are changing in me   It's been two hard months since I could call you my own   It cuts to the bone   Is there anything that I can do when I've been turned into stone      But I was always the thorn to your rose   Some doors are better left closed      You move like a rolling wave   One that don't fade when it's gone   Beyond a doubt it gets so hard that a stone would cry out      I know there's a lesson in here   But it's so hard to find   I've been searching my mind   A little pearl of wisdom for the later years   When the thread of this life starts to unwind   I never had to fight for my love   But that's over I know   It's just how it goes   I never had to fight for my love   But that's over I know    It's just how it goes      And you move like a rolling wave   One that don't fade when it's gone   Beyond a doubt it gets so hard, it gets so hard   That a stone would cry out   Some doors are better left closed      Some say this place makes it hard to hold your head up   Some days this face makes me feel like I've been set up