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Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
Maybe Iīm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight youīre on my mind so you never know
Iīm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, you know how much I need it
Too young to hold on and too old to break free and run
Fun
And heīs much too blind to see the damage heīs done
Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one
So Iīll wait for you and Iīll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you shouldīve come over
īCause itīs not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
Fun
And heīs much too blind to see the damage heīs done
Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one
So Iīll wait for you and Iīll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you shouldīve come over
īCause itīs not too late
īCause itīs not too late