little stone rollin' on alone tell us where have you come from
what's your name simple and so plain ordinary people watch
in the sun freezing are the ones erasing every layer they hold
from this chair painfully aware watching through a window pane
you want to run right back home
open field cover me in air don't leave me to the crowded stairs
and I know a tiny little stone is all I'll ever have to dream about
you want to run right back home
(everybodys standing on their own / staring at the faces they don't know / shadows in the sun beneath your home / stay before you leave me all alone)