Half The World Is Watching Me

Are those things not much correct today 
And be part of the bad 
Things towards me with no mitigating 
Circumstances here 

Half the world is watching me 
Hoping that I’ll let go 

Well, for nine days 
A small moth has 
Tried to escape 
Our bedroom 

A silhouette behind 
The milky white drapes 
Fluttering in vain 
With dreams of freedom 

Half the world is watching me 
Hoping that I’ll let go 
Half the world is watching me 
Try to find my way home 

Take your loss across the world
Kissing lips as cold as silver
Never love too much too soon
Faces we forget to include
I know you have not been well
And it’s much too late to repel
Do not know the half of it
Can only wish that you will forget

Are those things not much correct today 
And be part of the bad 
Things toward me with no mitigating 
Circumstances so 

Took her down with me to see the sight 
Before the morning light 
From my willful way upon her breast 
Encompassed, not impressed