after Katie Melua & Nathalie Imbruglia
So I guess the fortune teller’s right
How can happiness feel so wrong?
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
How can I think I’m standing strong?
How can you let me watch you sleep?
There’s nothing where he used to lie
How can I have got in so deep?
He showed me what it was to cry
How can anyone feel so blue?
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Yet like a child I yearn for you
Nothing’s fine, I’m torn
I’m cold and I am shamed
I was never crazy on my own
Illusion never changed
And now I know
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Richard Skinner
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