In Real Life You Never Get to Do a Second Take
I sat as close as possible to the seat where I’d met you that autumn afternoon. With every heartbeat I wanted you madly. But I was young, younger than before. I never saw the truth hanging from the door. I’m ashamed of the person I am. Time stands still when I think of you.
When the sun turns traitor cold, I lay in a freezing cold flat and damp on the walls. I feel a wreck without my little China Girl. I remember the day, waving goodbye. We may never know why.
Bye, bye, baby bye bye.
The sidewalk is rushing at my head again, I’m lying on the street in the rain and wind. Shedding tears for affairs, its a stupid little thing. And frankly, my dear, I never gave damn.
Somebody falls in love, somebody falls out of a windowsill. I know that I’ll lose every time. All is loneliness. Loneliness is calling. I just want a lover like any other, what do I get, oh what do I get?
There’s something forgotten I want you to know.
I am human and I need to be loved.
Just like everybody else does.