Knots - Lisa Hannigan

It was early in the morning

We were sitting on the stoop

There wheeled away a starling

And I thought that I would, too

Oh, for all I knew

I was lost through and through

In my high heels

And my old dress

With my new keys

In the wrong city

I-I-I, I tie the knots to remember in my heart

So I choke and I sputter to a stop

I am a borrower and lender of the lot

I walk away asleep

And chalk an outline round the scene

This shadow play of whiskey talk

A heavy denier dream

Oh, let it be

I was lost in him and me

I tie the knots to remember in my heart

I tie the knots to remember in my heart

So I choke and I sputter to a stop