The colder the night gets
The further she strays
And he doesn't like it
Being this way
And she stried so hard to steer away form
The meeting place,
But her heart had led her there

She clings to his consciousness
Wherever he lays
He [bad word] to sleep at night
And during the day
He's worried she's waiting in his dreams
To drag him back to the meeting place
His love had left him there

Where her voice still echoes,
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I met you"

As she turned into the night,
All he had was the words,
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I left you"

For weeks they had strolled around
Playing the fools
They knew the time [bad word] And time would be [bad word] Because it's [bad word] to everyone
He's crying out from the meeting place
He's stranded himself there

Where her voice still echoes,
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I met you"

As she turned into the night,
All he had was the words,
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I left you"
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I left you"