I was looking at the other side,
with a bittersweet look on my face
Will you turn to me,and tell me a story or two?
And will I believe all these prophecies?
Will I be feeling good inside?
When I wasn't thinking anymore,moving out,moving out that door
When you turn to me,and you tell me a tale or two
And I'll be thinking about what's behind that veil
Will I be feeling good inside?
I was caught unawares,with a bittersweet look on my face
Will I be feeling good inside?