every minute passed of every passing day
watching the wave we thought would last sailing away
out into the blue and a-[mooded] to the shore
still as a darker shade of grey like never before
CHORUS:
a bad time, bad time to be having a bad time
a bad time, bad time to be having a bad time
well I wish that it was over, but it’s only just begun
how come the sum of one and one is none?
went to [cram us here] and went to fly alone
loneliness is nothing to fear if you’ve never had a home
wandering for days [of independent end]
stuck in the habit of packing, unpacking
then I’m packing again…
CHORUS
…aaaaahh …aaaaahh …aaaaahh-aaaaahh
kiss me in the dark, I don’t wanna see you cry
CHORUS
how come the sum of one and one is none? (x2)
