In the coldest night, can you feel itBurning bright or do you want to?I'm the same as you, not quite sureJust what to do or what to feel likeBut everytime I hear your nameI wring my hands and mumbleI guess I'll try and write a letterSay goodbye and just forget her
Ah, but you know I can't forget her 'cosMaybe it's you, maybe it's meMaybe it's you who's always rightMaybe it's me who's doing time
Well you should know there's a place Inside my heart that's always emptyOh and I'm not blind though I wishI were sometimes to ease the angerBut everytime I hear your nameI wring my hands and mumbleYou know the woman drive me crazyWhen she makes it seems so easyBut you know I can't give inBecause
Maybe it's you, maybe it's meMaybe it's you who's always rightMaybe it's me who's doing time
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