B. Andersson/B. Ulvaeus) 1982



Down in the street they're all singing and shouting

Staying alive though the city is dead

Hiding their shame behind hollow laughter

while you are crying alone on your bed

Pity, Cassandra that no one believed you

But then again you were lost from the start

Now we must suffer and sell our secrets

Bargain, playing smart, aching in our hearts



Sorry Cassandra I misunderstood

now the last day is dawning

Some of us wanted but none of us would

listen to words of warning

But on the darkest of nights

nobody knew how to fight

and we were caught in our sleep

Sorry Cassandra I didn't believe you really had the power

I only saw it as dreams you would weave

Until the final hour



So in the morning your ship will be sailing

Now that your father and sister are gone

there is no reason for you linger

You're grieving deeply but still moving on

You know the future is casting a shadow

No one else sees it, but you know your fate

Packing your bags, being slow and thorough

Knowing though you're late that ship is sure to wait



Sorry Cassandra I misunderstood

now the last day is dawning

Some of us wanted but none of us would

listen to words of warning

But on the darkest of nights

Nobody knew how to fight

And we were caught in out sleep

Sorry Cassandra I didn't believe you really had the power

I only saw it as dreams you would weave

Until the final hour



I watched her ship leaving harbor at sunrise

sails almost slack in the cool morning rain

She stood on deck, just a tiny figure

Rigid and restrained, blue eyes filled with pain



Sorry Cassandra I misunderstood

now the last day is dawning

Some of us wanted but none of us would

listen to words of warning

But on the darkest of nights

Nobody knew how to fight

And we were caught in out sleep

Sorry Cassandra I didn't believe you really had the power

I only saw it as dreams you would weave

Until the final hour



(I'm sorry Cassandra