Out of Sight - Babybird, Stephen Jones, Luke Scott

Sometime

When you’re home late

And no one comes down

Don’t make a sound

Keep your mouth shut

And sleep on the couch

Don’t let her out of your sight

Look at your kids

Look at your wife

This was your life

Your life was her life

Don’t let her out of your sight

Sometimes

When she comes back

She’s as cold as ice-cream

Like a hot knife

Your tattooed fingers

Can’t touch her any more

Don’t let her out of your sight

Look at your kids

Look at your wife

This was your life

Your life was her life

Now you’ve gone

And let her out of your sight

Sometime

When you’re lonely

And no one comes around

It’s too late

Make it right now

You were wrong to leave