I was in bed with a fever

Reading through your texts

Liebfraumilch milk in Germany and a ring around your neck

First you have to prove it to yourself

Then you have to prove to everybody else

How wrong they are

Well, is it wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?

And is it wrong that you now know what I have been on about?

Twelve years old and black jeans

Standing on a little corner

Screaming out at the passing car

No blood for oil

Well if I could only show you how years are made of days

And pull away that bright book you had up to your face

First you have to prove it to yourself

Then you have to prove to everybody else

How wrong they are

Well, is it wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?

And is it wrong that you now know what I have been on about?

I don't know how to tell you how strange it is to be getting older

Kiss by kiss

Well, here's to you in the new year and a rainbow to your door

We'll dance together at RMJ's, by the Christmas tree and coats

And everything will be white light and wine in every hand

You laugh at me with those moon eyes

Cause I don't understand how wrong I am

Well, is it wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?

And is it wrong that you now know what I have been on about?

But it's not wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?

No, it's not wrong that you now know what I have been on about?