Looking out the door

I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners

Parading in a wake of sad relations

as their shoes fill up with water

And maybe I'm too young

To keep good love from going wrong

But tonight you're on my mind so

(you'll never know)



I'm broken down and hungry for your love

With no way to feed it

Where are you tonight?

Child, you know how much I need it.

Too young to hold on

And too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away,

When he feels like he should be having his fun

And much too blind to see the damage he's done

Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,

He has no-one...



So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn oh

Will I ever see your sweet return,

ohor, will I ever learn?

Lover, you should've come over

'Cause it's not too late.



Lonely is the room the bed is made

The open window lets the rain in

Burning in the corner is the only one

who dreams he had you with him

My body turns and yearns for a sleep

that will never come

It's never over,

my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder

It's never over, all my riches for her smiles

when I slept so soft against her...

It's never over,

all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter

It's never over, she is the tear

that hangs inside my soul forever

Maybe I'm just too young to keep good love

from going wrong

Oh... lover you should've come over...

'cause it's not too late...



I feel too young to hold on

I'm much too old to break free and run

Too deaf, dumb, and blind

to see the damage I've done

Sweet lover, you should've come over

Oh, lo