The streets outside are glistening I find I'm barely listening As you try to smile I sigh Another word would floor me, You loathe me and adore me And I've changed your life I hate long goodbyes My feet trip on your dances Of all the great romances I wish You'd passed me by I check your eyes For any sign they've misted My stomach's cold and twisted As the stony skies I hate long goodbyes Long grass will hide My last reply Where long grass grows Is where I'll let go And I might forget the meanings and the mistakes And I might regret cause the devil's in your details But I can't accept that you might want it this way So I'll go confess and tell it to the north east wind... Long grass will hide My last reply - I'll bury deep The thoughts I keep This city's found On solid ground Where long grass grows Is where I'll let go.