Learning to Be - Suede

Every word

That I’ve ever said

Is empty as air

Like gossamer thread

I come tumbling out

Of a single bed

To be with you again

And isn’t it strange

That the method I choose

Is a way to get close

But I get further from you?

I try to step away

But I am too scared to move

Like I’m in love again

And when it’s over

We go down to the streets

Feeling like models

Learning to be

Falling like leaves

Falling like leaves

Falling like leaves

Falling like leaves