Rumor - Fred Thomas

With broken arrows in your eyes

An abandoned movement for a heart

You hear the things that people say

That you’ll be leavin' when you see it

The phone’s been ringin' off the hook

The snow keeps fallin' out my hands

I read the address in your book

But I’ll be leavin' when I see it

You’re shootin' daggers out your eyes

You say you heard it from a friend

So many compromises, so few surprises

You can’t see it til you believe it