I might regret it, but I'd never call Still I won't forget it, no, not at all But I thought about something When I woke up this morning That the weather keeps changing And the planets move So whatever happened To the Bermuda triangle To all of those people Who vanished in the blue? I know I've said it many times before That it didn't hurt me, but I'm not that sure I was painting the darkness All those meaningless creatures That crept out of nowhere Looking for a cure While the clouds go on changing With their shapes rearranging As I sit in the morning By the open door People disappear and they just leave me here and I still have no clue What happened to us and what happened to him and what happened to you But I thought about something When I woke up this morning That the weather keeps changing And the planets move So whatever happened To the Bermuda triangle And all of those people Who vanished in the blue? And I still dream of calling you