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
na, na, na…
I’m shedding a tear
as we turn around and leave
in different directions
never thought life could be like this
so I’m writing this song
as a late gift to your day
I hope it forces a smile
I don’t know what more
I don’t know what more
I don’t know what more to say