Cellophane Heart Girl

I have got it stuck in my brain
That our better sides are the ones we contain

I relive the second we met
But the things I said are the words I regret

But none of this will bring you back...

What may come from the hour you fell?
Should I take your things, let them hang on a shelf?

Now I don't understand what you've seen
Yet I must admit that you looked so serene

But none of this will bring you back...

Cellophane heart girl
Have you found your feet on the floor?
And I will pick you up when you're better

Cellophane heart girl
Have you found your feet on the floor?
And I will pick you up when you're better

You are on my mind, cellophane girl
You are on my mind, don't pass on this world

Cellophane heart girl
Have you found your feet on the floor?
And I will pick you up when you're better

Cellophane heart girl
Have you found your feet on the floor?
And I will pick you up when you're better

Cellophane girl!