Loose Ends

Loose Ends - Rosie Thomas (蘿絲·托馬斯)

She's like a sweater old and used

Tossed and overworn too many times through

And she used to look so bright

All her seams were tightly tied

She's like a sweater that's just worn out

Fading coffee stained and out of style

And she's just about to run

Before her stitches come undone

She's gonna pack her bags & leave

No more loose unravelled seams

She is young & she still has her confidence

And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends

She's like a fire in the rain

His words will damp her eyes & heat her veins

And the love she thought she found was just another

Hand-me-down of dwindled grace

She's gonna pack her bags & leave

No more loose unravelled seams

She is young & she still has her confidence

And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends

She's found a refuge for her face

While dividing her unfortunate displace

Now she stands too high for them to ring her dry

She's found her way

She's gonna pack her bags & leave

No more loose unravelled seams

She is young & she still has her confidence

And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends

And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends

And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends