Better parted

I see people crying

Thruth gets harder

There's no sense in lying

Help me find a way from this maze

I can't help myself



When I see tenderness before you left

That even breaking up was never meant

But only angels look before they thread

Living in another world to you



Better parted

I see people hiding

Speech gets harder

There's no sense in writing

Help me find a way from this maze

I'm living in another world to you

And I can't help myself

did I see tenderness where you saw Hell

Did I see angels in the hand I held

God only knows what kind of tale you'd tell

Living in another world to you