- cifra
Forget about the things she did
Her careless ways, her secrets hid
Well now you're free, no worse for wear
To find someone who really cares
Oh all of that'll feel right, oh that'll feel right
They tell me now, and it might be true
But I just can't keep my mind off you
The tender trust, my hopes betrayed
Withered like an old bouquet
You and I suffered the way that young lovers will
Oughta now spent up on how I need you still
Only now you're really moving on
Funny how you've already moved on
Captive by what could've been
Looking for a window in
Its enough to break your brittle heart
But you didn't want to take part
All happiness is sad
All happiness is sad
I need you now
