I stand alone on the street
where I have walked you home alone.
I see your house,
I hear your main gates moan.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one.
And then you're gone.
Your name upon the door,
the heartbreak's home.
I make a call,
you disconnect the phone.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one
Reaching high, reaching high.
My love was once a flame.
Now I'm putting out the fire,
with a pocket full of rain.
Yea yea
I don't know why you kept
me hanging on all this time.
I hear the drums on Radio Goodbye,
I watch the shadow dancing in the night.
I see the car,
your hunter rides a silver Jaguar.
And how I'd like a star before the sun.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one. |