I guess it’s when I’m alone Feel the breeze on my shoulders, yes I get that feeling, you know In our ripped up, red booth On a late night, hard truths And although I don’t think about it much You sometimes cross my mind But I leave you in yesterday One more time I could be sat on the phone I told them we’re strangers When I remember you In a fast car, them old jeans Driving bad luck, do a big dream And although I don’t think about it much You sometimes cross my mind But I leave you in yesterday One more time And I heard through the whispers That your happy in your way Like a disappointing drop of rain On this ordinary hurricane And I read through the leaflets With the thought of getting far away Get that sinking feeling back again Cause that ship has already sailed And although I don’t think about it much You sometimes cross my mind But I leave you in yesterday One more time And although I don’t think about it much You sometimes cross my mind But I leave you in yesterday Yeah, I leave you in yesterday One more time