Escape into the eerie night
In the dark I’m out of sight
Shadows on the alley wall
Are dancing like a lovers brawl
North south east and west
Foreign land is right and left
Don’t let them see you cry
I didn’t know which way was home
Ten degrees without a coat
Don’t let them see you cry
I don’t want to love you if love leaves me this cold
I don’t want to love you if love is this alone
Silence couldn’t stop the sound
The news and gossip got around
A whisper here whisper there
I do but don’t know why I care
Eyes hang from the sockets of our faces
You said no and I don’t think I can take it
This cars caving in
Rains on in the city traffic puzzle
Shifting pieces just like my stomach
Were both so upset
Love sick and were sick of it
Were both on the same page
Don’t feel the same way
In the dark I’m out of sight
Shadows on the alley wall
Are dancing like a lovers brawl
North south east and west
Foreign land is right and left
Don’t let them see you cry
I didn’t know which way was home
Ten degrees without a coat
Don’t let them see you cry
I don’t want to love you if love leaves me this cold
I don’t want to love you if love is this alone
Silence couldn’t stop the sound
The news and gossip got around
A whisper here whisper there
I do but don’t know why I care
Eyes hang from the sockets of our faces
You said no and I don’t think I can take it
This cars caving in
Rains on in the city traffic puzzle
Shifting pieces just like my stomach
Were both so upset
Love sick and were sick of it
Were both on the same page
Don’t feel the same way
Lyrics submitted by flyingseal, edited by PlenaLuna
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I think it's simply about a couple that has just broken up, or has had a huge fight. And he left the house, and is now walking around in the city in the rain... And just generally freaking out about it and wondering if their relationship is worth all of the trouble.
And where will he be this weekend? In March? In May? Where was he last summer? Fall? Ummmm...can't explaint those away and nobody's gonna wait another year. Nobody, Freyja.