Why do we feel love like falling from a car door?
Faced with all the world we don't know
Don't you?
I should be happy for the air that fills me
Forget the names that you had called me
Baby
I'm a straight-coat vision
Staring out the third-floor window
And I'm mad for you
And I'm mad for you
Why do we say words but never know the meaning?
Sadness, another word for feeling
Too much
And when the morning papers tell
The only stranger is yourself
The only stranger is yourself
I'm a white-coat mistake
Waiting in a drugstore window
But I wait for you
I wait for you
Why does the sun fall softly on your photo?
Why do words fail?
I'm a white-robed mystic
Sitting on a third-world mountain
But I long for you
I still long for you
And I long for you
I long for you
I long for you
I long for you
