- cifra   
  
      
   I saw you fell asleep while you were reading
 
 The pages on your face you had been weeping
 
  
  And I saw
 
 What it was
 
 That I had done
  
 
 Last night we fell apart and broke to pieces
 
 Our love was in the hall all packed in boxes
  
 
 And I saw
 
 What it was
 
 That I had done to you
  
 
 I was wrong
 
 I was wrong, yeah
  
 
 I was wrong
 
 I was wrong