it's a saturday nightnthe sun is hiding behind the equatornand i'm feeling fine but i just found another hole in my jeansnnand i dont know the weathernor whether it is betternto let him walk me homennstanding on my porchni've been here too many times beforenwaiting for the words that never comenni wish someone would tell me how to make things rightninstead of letting it get complicated one more timenand i know that he knowsnthat we were meant to be togethernbut its so hard, its so hard to let gonnand i think i've lost my soulnleft on a train just this morningnif you find it please let me knownnand i think i've lost myselfnhe took me with him yesterday