She's dusting off the china set
He's putting on his long awaited suit
She's ironing all the wrinkles out
He's in the garden...pacing slowly with his past
She's all alone ironing the wrinkles out
While he turns over heavy stones
She twists the stone around her bones
As he paces alone with his lonely past
Turning over heavy stones
As she irons it all out
She's all alone, he's all alone...
Turning over stones
As she irons all the wrinkles out.