What a shame it is to hear about Amelie, child
I hope the flowers don't impede your morning drive
What a train of thought will do you for the sunshine
It's okay that we must go our separate ways
Touching only to remind her you're still there
Better only to respond with a tired stare
As if I'm waiting for the angel to break out from her bleeding mouth
I hope this don't go south
I love what she's about
What a shame it is to hear about Amelie, child
With the little yellow circles and the hearts in its eyes
When the rain comes falling and you've left me outside
And the tears come out only as I leave once again
Looking forward to the next time my heart shakes
The lips I'm loving meaning nothing than a lucky break
But if you're itching for something more, consult the bigger man
I heard he's just a friend
Can this just be the end
World, I love you
You know that I do
You've done me so bad
But this feeling is true
It's true It's true
It's true It's true
It's true It's true
It's true It's true