Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová. Sleeping. Zeneszám

are you sleeping?

or still dreaming?

still drifting off along?

I'm not leaving

with this feeling

so you'd better best be told



and how in the world did you come

to be such a lazy love?



oh, it's so simple

and fitting

the path that you are on

we're not talking

there's no secrets

there's just a note that you have gone

and all that you've ever owned

is packed in the hall to go on



and how am I supposed to live without you?

a wrong word said in anger and you were gone

I'm not listening

for signals

it's all dust now on the shelf

you're still working

you're still counting

you're still buried in yourself

and how in the world you come

to have such an absent love



oh, and how am i supposed to live without you?

a wrong word said in anger you were gone

and how am I supposed to live without anyone?



and how in the world did you come

to be such a lazy love?

and where did you go?