I tried to cheer myself up, at the end of the alley
I looked out for the cops, when I was pissing in the valley
Called college town Ghent, I forgot how to talk
When I clammed up in the end, I could do with a walk
The show-off ‘ll soon grow old, but he had their attention
The hard-core shows bored, and I was cooped up in the mansions
The rain rolled on the roof, I used to wander around
Until I ran across you, I passed you without sound
I nearly died with fright
The minute you arrived
You could not possibly know, you were sniffing at my shawl
You didn’t go out of doors, although you took the call
Maybe I’m too blame, but I mistook you for the nightfall

Is it impossible to love you, ‘cause I don’t know you?
I cannot move mountains, we still talk like accountants
Can’t even pretend that I miss you
But at the same time, you know I really do

The light changed to red, as I caught sight of you
A smile under your beret, and I kept my cool
When we went upstairs, I almost broke of the rails
You shook your hair, in a fair way to fail
We made a tour of the library
And I stood you a cup of tea
I walked along to your school, overpowered by grief
And I had not a clue, why my eyes filled with tears
I spotted you on the platform, where we catch the same train
I know you mean no harm; maybe you were off your game
Because you didn’t catch my eye
My mobile phone asked you why, so you gave me a ring
You went crazy ‘bout your boyfriend, but the news still stings
I don’t have the case in hand
You never call on request; I heard your voice in my ear
My heart was pounding in my chest, you offered your apologies
And proposed to roam the town, but it never gets done
Because you are not around, when I’m walking in the sun

CHORUS

When you suddenly turned up, I felt your hand on my shoulder
I was drinking in our pub, and I felt older and older
You were talking to your friends, but I’d had my chips
You alarmed me at a glance, as if I made a slip
I emptied my bladder, but when I went down the stairs
And struggled through the chatter, I ran into empty chairs
Do I need your permission, to have a chat?
Isn’t that a bit ambitious, for a filthy rat
I wished you pleasant roadhouses, and fine winter days
The gaps in my trousers, did not distort your face
You left without leaving word, you do not realise
How much it hurts, to spot you dancing with guys
On a chair into the background, you almost stumbled over me
Yelling at your crowd, and I could hardly believe
You hit the door without goodbye; I gave you my last demo
But didn’t notice the guy, my sympathy ran low
When you said goodbye to the mates, but missed me out
I slowly faded away, because I had no doubt
That you ignored me on purpose, I ended up in the brook
And to make matters worse, you don’t let me off the hook