I`m standing all alone out in the pouring rain
And though it really isn`t like me to complain
I think I`m getting used to it. I feel happy, and I also feel bad
I`ve never been here, but somehow I think I have
But I`m getting used to it.
(Chorus)
I`ve never been lost like this
I`ve never been lost like this
But I wouldn`t be happy anywhere else
Nobody to tell us what to do - all by ourselves.
Don`t know how I got here and I don`t know why I stay
The poets all around are laughing in their graves
Must be something that I said.
This place is not like anything I`ve seen before
The spirits move around, the houses have no doors
But I`m getting used to it
(Chorus)
Isn`t this a fine hello I wish I hadn`t seen you go
It`s always a bitter pill The broken mirror`s broken still
The letters never made the post, A thousand more I never wrote
And here on dark unfriendly streets, I find the comfort that I seek
And I`m happy, and I`ve been happy...
(Chorus out...)