Strokes of dark, a brush of light,
I watch you bring your canvas into light.
Oh I know that's how you see the world,
I know that you see anything you like.
But now I'm doubting me,
I know I shouldn't be, but I've been down,
I've been down
'Cause it was love wasn't it?
Well it's k**ing me not having it.
It's hard to not remember,
Forget it's not the same,
When still you come and tell me,
'Sorry I came without an invitation - just wanted to be loved.'
The last perfect thing,
You know that you bring me back to life.
Oh, on and on and on and on,
I think about you all day long,
I need you to be stronger.
'Cause now I'm doubting me,
I know I shouldn't be, but I've been down,
I've been down
'Cause it was love wasn't it?
Well it's k**ing me not having it.
It's hard to not remember,
Yet it's not the same,
When still you come and tell me baby,
'I came without an invitation - just wanted to be loved.'
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I hear the sound,
And I know that you'll be coming 'round
(You know I'll wait) You know I'll wait for you.
Oh love, it's k**ing me not having it.
I need you to be stronger,
Don't want to hear the sound,
'Cause rocks upon my window mean that you're coming 'round.
And how could I resist when I think you're still in love.
How can I move on when I want to be in love with you.
Oh, with you