There is a man I used to know Rarely do I see him Rarely does he comfort me now Whenever I was down he would watch over me, over me The love he gave me is all I need The love he gave me is all I need
There was a boy I used to know Who cried for the weekend or for Valentines Whenever he was down I would watch over him, over him The tears he gave me was all I want The tears he gave me was all I want
They’re chasing my hands They’re chasing my feet They’re chasing my hands They’re chasing my hands
There is a girl I used to see Mainly on the weekends or when I was free If ever I would take time she would look down on me, down on me The space she gave me was all I need The space she gave me was all I need
They’re chasing my hands They’re chasing my feet They’re chasing my hands They’re chasing my hands
