walking on the other side, it's my mother's side of me and passing all the photographs, of my lifeless past you'll see i'm troubled by double meanings, but do they mean much to you? and i'm done with these half cut dealings, like with everything else you never see it through
was it wrong? was it right? does it matter? does it count if we found what none of us were after
now i'm with the lonely people, the hard lessons in love are learnt oh i got burnt, i betrayed, all the games that we played, i'm not surprised our love got lost
raindrops they're dropping on me, like your heart's in the clouds above but one day they'll drift right away, i never wanted that rain to stop the sun you loved, i always knew it was the sun you loved