Sangtekster:
Drake Nick

Strange face, with your eyes So pale and sincere Underneath you know well You have nothing to fear For the dreams that came To you when so young Told

Betty came by on her way Said she had a word to say About things today and fallen leaves Said she hadn't heard the news Hadn't had the time to choose

Saturday sun came early one morning In a sky so clear and blue Saturday sun came without warning So no-one knew what to do Saturday sun brought people

Fame is but a fruit tree, so very unsound It can never flourish, till its stalk is in the ground So men of fame, can never find a way Till time has flown

Don't you have a word to show what may be done Have you never heard a way to find the sun Tell me all that you may know Show me what you have to show

Please give me a second grace Please give me a second face I've fallen far down the first time around Now I just sit on the ground in your way Now if

I could have been a sailor, I could have been a cook A real live lover, could have been a book I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As

If you see some picture of us Lying on the bed Some old memory haunts you Gets stuck inside your head Don't get angry about it And wish we'd never been

Are you ready? Ready to cry Are you ready? Ready to cry This is the saddest story we all know why So cry cry cry Are you ready? Ready to leave This life