Brett Anderson Follow

I am no native speaker, so please bear with me for the mistakes... :-)

Let the game begin
I think i know where you’ve been
Wrapped in aching eye
Cause that gray flashed in your eyes
When you tremble like a rose, still dressed in summer clothes, still suffering

This pattern is in your eyes
The flowers faint when you’re near
You don’t understand me, I don’t
pretend to be that clear
Till I tremble like the rose,
How do I follow where you go, still suffering?
I count the times
I’ve read the signs
I follow you
10 steps behind
I dropped the line
I count the times
You burnt me
I count the times
I made some plans
I used to think of someone’s hands
I dropped the line
I count the times you burnt me
Do I tremble like the rose?
How do I follow where you go, still suffering?
I am the finger of someone’s hands
I can’t count the times you came to nothing
I count the times
I’ve read the signs
I follow you
10 steps behind
I draw the line
I count the times
You burnt me
And all words I’ve never said
And all the things I never did
I draw the line
I count the times
You burnt me
You burnt me