Polly Paulusma - Story of My Life

I know you of old
You're the eye at the door of my dreaming
And every failure, each tumble in time
You've observed me unblinking
Every night you're there
Just like the one before
One before, one before

Why don't you come on in
And make yourself at home?
My door is open wide
And if you sit me down
And run it back again
The story of my life
Then I might just see where I went wrong

Black box recorder
You've got it all locked in your memory
Every misguided side-swipe
When I was just trying to be friendly
Press yourself against the crack
It's always been ajar

Why don't you come on in
And fix yourself a drink?
I've nothing left to hide
And if you sit me down
And tell me what you think
The story of my life
Then I might see where I crashed and burned

How could I get it so wrong?
How could I?
Yeah, for so long
How could I?
Never knowing what was true
This time, I'm gonna listen to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You're with me again
Oh, that calm-centred eye of my maelstrom
You're a ribbon of stitch-sky
To lift me through turbulent rainstorms
You've seen my all
And still you choose to tag along
Tag along, tag along

Why don't you come on in
And make yourself at home?
I've nothing left to hide
And if you sit me down
And run it back again
The story of my life
Then I might just see where I went wrong