walking on the other side, it's my mother's side of me
and passing all the photographs, of my lifeless past you'll see
i'm troubled by double meanings, but do they mean much to you?
and i'm done with these half cut dealings, like with everything else you never see it through

was it wrong? was it right? does it matter?
does it count if we found what none of us were after

now i'm with the lonely people, the hard lessons in love are learnt
oh i got burnt, i betrayed, all the games that we played, i'm not surprised our love got lost

raindrops they're dropping on me, like your heart's in the clouds above
but one day they'll drift right away, i never wanted that rain to stop
the sun you loved, i always knew it was the sun you loved

it's not the same i feel the shame