New Bride Paranoia

Sometimes in the evenings I see you watching shadows
And staring into hollows of the sky.
And sometimes you tilt your head way back
and watch the magic stars go drifting by.

And your mind belongs to visions not known to me-
Your dreams seem to cling to things that were-
And when you look at me, you're not seeing me at all-
You're seeing her.

Sometimes in the evening you lay quietly beside me
And stare at corners bare of light-
And sometimes I feel that if I touch you,
you'll float off far away just like a kite.

And your mind belongs to visions not known to me-
Your dreams seem to cling to things that were-
And when you touch me, you're not touching me at all-
You're touching her.