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