Opaline

I hear the police outside my window I can hear them talking on their radios Well, I keep my head underneath my pillow Pray that they're gonna leave me alone Oh, Opaline Make believe that you still love me Oh, Opaline It's hard to see reality When you've got no love at all There's nothing worse than a hearse driving slow Out on the tollway, stopping at the tolls No change, no E-Z Pass, what a way to go There's nothing worse than a hearse driving slow Oh, Opaline Make believe that you still love me Oh, Opaline It's hard to see reality When you've got no love at all I'd like to find out why she had to go My heart wants what a heart can't control Now I hang in the air as the light gets cold And I hide in her shadows Welcome her home Oh, Opaline Make believe that you still love me Oh, Opaline It's hard to see reality When you've got no love at all