Waiting for the sun to set in your eyes,
Thinking that kind words are just a disguise.
I wonder why you think that I should say good-bye when you know
Two wrongs won`t make things right.
There was a time that I remember your happy smile,
Was it last september I went away.
I`m sorry now, but two wrongs won`t make things right,
Two wrongs won`t make things right.
Someday we`ll remember this chance we once had to make things right make
things right.
I`m thinking of my words that made you cry,
What can sorry mean when said with the word good-bye.
And though times change one thing remains,
That two wrongs won`t make things right.