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 nowbut 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.
