The Flower Lane

So now she's gone and I feel a mess 
 Leave the world outside to stay inside my head 
 Anyone to talk to I haven't met before? 
 They said it couldn't happen 
 Not something to shoot for 
 Imagine all the people walking out the door 
 A million pretty faces and no one to care for 

 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 

 And if you want to see me 
 You know just where I'll be 
 Hiding in the corner of the basement gallery 

  
 I'm in the back of my mind looking for a map 
 It takes me to a place that's like nowhere else 
 A house of broken mirrors ringing out the past 
 Trying to tell a story I hope this time it lasts 
 They said it couldn't happen 
 Walking out the door 
 Where does she go? 

 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 
 The flower lane 

 Thanks to Mr. Rank for correcting these lyrics