God knows his own believers But I'm not certain If a good cause or I was what brought you here Maybe I can't decide But all I ever wanted from you was likely to make you sad I never meant it like that
And though I know that the dreams That we carried home Might not come true I really hope they do And though I know that the dreams That we carried home Might not come true What else would we turn to
I change my mind from time to time I can't help it Understand it's out of my hands
Maybe I should have noticed Maybe I don't even want to believe you But I forget I never meant it like that