No one ever told us we could dry out in the rain Summer's got no reason left to tell us I could never dream of becoming other view Still a couple inches from the truth Hmmm Hmmm Hmmm Hmmm Ran out to deliver Mother's ashes to the storm Hope she will be dancing by your window No one ever told us we can sleep away the losses The juicy morning sunrise bribes us all The juicy morning sunrise bribes us All of the years I've tried not to deal with time Feeling the silence, feel the silence Did I come on too strong Like winter hanging on? When I am lost in tune Can I be good to you? Da da da da da Da da da da da da Cry out, cry out Say sitting there in the chair Some call it mystery In the old habits, in the old habits, in the old (In the old) If I choose the nights with you, Will I belong to you?