I'm standing all alone out in the pouring rain And though it really isn't like me to complain I think I'm getting used to it. I feel happy, and I also feel bad I've never been here, but somehow I think I have But I'm getting used to it. (Chorus) I've never been lost like this I've never been lost like this But I wouldn't be happy anywhere else Nobody to tell us what to do - all by ourselves. Don't know how I got here and I don't know why I stay The poets all around are laughing in their graves Must be something that I said. This place is not like anything I've seen before The spirits move around, the houses have no doors But I'm getting used to it (Chorus) Isn't this a fine hello I wish I hadn't seen you go It's always a bitter pill The broken mirror's broken still The letters never made the post, A thousand more I never wrote And here on dark unfriendly streets, I find the comfort that I seek And I'm happy, and I've been happy... (Chorus out...)
Letras de Oingo Boingo
Veja também as letras de:
ENTREVISTAS
ESPECIAIS VAGA-LUME
TOP 10 ARTISTAS
