waking up on a wet day
she’s up watching the rain
and she asks me if I had
another nightmare in her bed
while she smiles and takes my hand
to make me understand
that we’re better together
than never alone
it’s better late than never
giving it up, and she never called
giving it up, and she never falls for
I heard me singing my sleep
giving it up, and she only lied
giving it up, and she never tries to
hear me, I’m crying in the night
it’s alright
let these tears flow in vain
just by margin I lost the game
so I pray
that we’ll all get along
and that nothing’s truly wrong
I heard you say
that you want to go away
while sipping a coffee
on a fine winter’s day
where’s the soundtrack
to this shocking turn?
I’d rent an orchestra
and it should play the saddest songs
how much do you care
and why should that change just like that
I still believe
this is delicacy at it’s best
so many songs
unsorted and unheard
are haunting my disk
I’ll never get through them on my own
the radio plays your favorite song
and you turn it up a little more
to clearly feel those lyrics float
round and round your reverent mood
“still haven’t found what I’m looking for”
Bono sings and you just know
it’s time to clean up a bit
but deep inside you like it so
let’s go – where’s my coat?
glad you came along to share a thought
about our petty issues in this world
though we drift quite aimlessly
it seems strange in this society
I like the way you look when you’re happy
I like to hear you talk even though you’re depressed
and I sure love that you can laugh about my jokes
when I know they are far below your high standards
I’m still a bit scared about the fact that
we have grown close like we’ve know us for a mild while too long now
but it have almost only been two great months
with the prominence of your presence in this world
I know you want someone
special in your life
and when he’s not the one
why do you try so hard?
don’t bury your head in work
when it belongs in the sky
there really is an answer for
every question in due time
(la, da, da, da, da)
(la, da, da, da, da, da, da)
hello and good bye again
I don’t even know your name
but you are already gone
so why do I keep singing on?
’cause I don’t like to be alone
and it can’t be all that wrong
but in the end I’ll admit that
life sucks just as much as we want
as we want, as we want
as we want it to…
as we want, as we want, as we want
as we want it to suck