u remind me of the babe

In a house just like this rainy day, blue umbrella, yeah It happened like this, I'd barely changed at all It was inscrutable to you, but damn it felt beautiful then My plane took off So I know what the guilt is 'bout, it was both our fault, yeah But you was bogged down, and I'm off shootin' movies Does it always happen this way? Not too much of a visit, was it? What'd we want it to be? How'd it happen? We find more to say (we find more to say), and we both know why Yeah, we both know why They're under your flowers now, how'd it happen? It was so wonderful, how's that happen?