Looking out the door I see
the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
parading in a wake of sad relations
as their shoes fill up with water,
and maybe I'm too young
to keep good love from going wrong,
but tonight you're on my mind
so you never know.

Broken down and hungry for your love
with no way to feed it.
Where are you tonight, child
you know how much i need it.
Too young to hold on and
too old to just break free and run.

Sometimes a man gets carried away,
when he feels like he should be having his fun
and much too blind to see the damage he's done.
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really,
he has no-one.

So I'll wait for you... and I'll burn,
will I ever see your sweet return,
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made,
the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep
that will never come

It's never over,
my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
all my riches for her smiles
when I slept so soft against her
It's never over,
all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over,
she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe I'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late