Sleeping

Are you sleeping? Still dreaming? Still drifting off alone. 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? 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 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 Are you still working? Still counting? Still buried in yourself? And how in the world did we come To have such an absent love? And how am I supposed to live without you? A wrong word said in anger and 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? --- Sleeping - Glen Hansard and The Swell Season