I might regret it, but I’d never call Still I won’t forget it, no, not at all But I thought about something When I woke up this morning That the weather keeps changing And the planets move So whatever happened To the Bermuda triangle To all of those people Who vanished in the blue?
I know I’ve said it many times before That it didn’t hurt me, but I’m not that sure I was painting the darkness All those meaningless creatures That crept out of nowhere Looking for a cure While the clouds go on changing With their shapes rearranging As I sit in the morning By the open door
People disappear and they just leave me here and I still have no clue What happened to us and what happened to him and what happened to you But I thought about something When I woke up this morning That the weather keeps changing And the planets move So whatever happened To the Bermuda triangle And all of those people Who vanished in the blue?