When I come to terms to terms with this

When I come to terms with this

When I come to terms to terms with this

My world will change for me

I haven't moved since the call came

Since the call came I haven't moved

I stare at the wall knowing on the other side

The storm that waits for me

Then the seated woman with a parasol

May be the only one you can't betray

If I'm the seated woman with a parasol

I will be safe in my frame

I have no need for a sea view

For a sea view I have no need

I have my little pleasures

This wall being one of these

When I come to terms to terms with this

When I come to terms with this

When I come to terms with this whip lash

Of silk on wool embroidery

Then the seated woman with a parasol

May be the only one you can't betray

If I'm the seated woman with a parasol

I will be safe in my frame

I will be safe

In my frame

In your house

In your frame