I don't know where i was when you first arrived
under all the pavement, i was still alive
you were holding on to someone else's lies
i was holding on to what i couldn't find
Something about you
something gets me through
every storyline
Tell me, tell me
i'm under
the last sheet, the last cover
oh no, i'm falling, falling for her again
tell me, tell me
i'm not the
last one who made you suffer
oh no, i'm falling, falling for her again
Sometimes what we hold is something less in time
sometimes i get older, but forget the lines
every story takes a different form in life
every storyteller has something to hide
But oh no not you
it's not what you do
in any storyline
Tell me, tell me
i'm under
the last sheet, the last cover
oh no, i'm falling, falling for her again
tell me, tell me
i'm not the
last one who made you suffer
oh no, i'm falling, falling for her again
No one knows about our secret trips
along the outer bounds of those we've left behind
Just don't let the past go on and on....