Из альбома: Sumday
Yeah is what he had
No, we never knew
Good, good is what we understood
Yeah is what he had
No, we never knew
Good, good is what we understood
Now I walk alone through howling winds
Fast food bags wrapped round my shins
Remembering (remembering)
Wondering
In this life
Will I ever see you again
In this life
Will I ever see you again
Yeah is what he had
No, we never knew
Good, good is what we understood
Yeah is what he had
No, we never knew
Good, good is what we understood
Data files and dinner dates sumday
Telling me that I, I best be on my way
Remembering (remembering)
Wondering
In this life
Will I ever see you again
In this life
Will I ever see you again