You should take it back in no circumstance I understand, remember The man on the street is wrong Again
I used to think i knew something that No one else knew I was a fool When a lonely voice in a lonely town Just couldn't tell I should have helped out
And the times you'd wait Outside the coin exchange With ghosts and rain You were lost when the cloud came down My friend
When a loved ones dead You look at the sky In a different way, but that's ok Cos perfect things still can break your heart That's not to say I'd ever change that There's always still quilt
