Came in from a rainy Thursday

on the avenue

thought I heard you talking softly

I turned on the lights, the TV

and the radio

still I can't escape the ghost of you

What has happened to it all?

Crazy, some'd say

Where is the life that I recognize?

But I won't cry for yesterday

there's an ordinary world

Somehow I have to find

and as I try to make my way

to the ordinary world

I will learn to survive

Passion or coincidence

once prompted you to say

"Pride will tear us both apart"

Well now pride's gone out the window

cross the rooftops
 [bad word] away

left me in the vacuum of my heart

What is happening to me?

Crazy, some'd say

Where is my friend when I need you most?

But I won't cry for yesterday

there's an ordinary world

somehow I have to find

and as I try to make my way

to the ordinary world

I will learn to survive

Papers in the roadside

tell of suffering and greed

here today, forgot tomorrow

ooh, here besides the news

of holy war and holy need

ours is just a little sorrowed talk

And I don't cry for yesterday

there's an ordinary world

Somehow I have to find

and as I try to make my way

to the ordinary world

I will learn to survive

every one

any one

any one

every one