Roll away, roll away your boulder Dear Liza
I have turned every stone and damned if I can find you (So where could you be?)
Now all the birds singing blue 'cause I miss you, Dear Liza
And these hands on my chest, they don't feel a beat without you,
without you
There's a hole in my heart, Dear Liza, Dear Liza
In the shape of you
If the walls of these halls could talk they'd say "Dear Liza
There's a fool on the floor and he's crying for the memory of you and what use to be"
I forged a future of failures when I hurt you, Dear Liza
And who I've been and who I am will be nothing again without you,
without you
There's a hole in my heart, Dear Liza, Dear Liza
In the shape of you
Why do clocks carry on? Why does day bring the sun when it hurts so much?
Why are birds in the sky? Why are stars shooting by when it hurts so much?
Why do lovers in the night still hold each tight when it hurts so much?
Why does life play along as if
nothing is wrong when it hurts so much?