Was the street
That I was born
Never meant

To be a song

So it's there,

Perhaps it's gone
I won't go back


I see the blinds
The car outside
The trees behind

Illuminated by the light
Of Tuesday night


Soaking up the sun
She had daydreams
The sadness of the song

She had daydreams
I walk alone and always
Think a bit of her


The calm was broke
So were her arms

She didn't think
It would do her harm
And in the night

Witch feels alright
So beautiful


But beautiful won't save your life
And beautiful will make you cry
Beautiful will only try to drag you down


Soaking up the sun
She had daydreams

The sadness of the song
She had daydreams
I walk alone and always

Think a bit of her

Remember when

She once was
Your sister here
In this house

The little day dream girl
Was the street
That I was born

Never meant
To be a song
The house is gone

I won't go back