She's Alive In Your HeadHere's the place of her deathSleep in peace with no ache or painShe's alive in your headSee her eyes look aheadHear the sound of the rainBlue and grey on the windowpaneShe remains in your bedwith the smell of her hairCheese and vegetables on a piece of breadLoneliness begets awarenessBut it's always too lateShe's alive in your headSee her eyes look aheadShe remains in your bedwith the smell of her hair