Black Chair - Twain

I’m losing you but you’re losing me too

You’re everything that I need

And if I were not such a greedy man

I could see it, man

Don’t be scared, honey don’t be afraid

They only want to get paid

I only want to get closer to anything at all

The streets were bare

Not a thought in the air

Paris now feels like a dream

Wasting my last breath on schemes of love

I’d seen too high above

I’m losing you and I don’t know what to do

How do you know it’s the end?

How can you lead your best friend into your loneliness

Into your loneliness

Into your loneliness

Into your loneliness

The worst came true

I didn’t know what to do

Breathing myself in the air

Leaning way back in my big black chair into my loneliness

Into my loneliness

Into my loneliness

Into my

Into my

Into my loneliness