• the rain falls on the street
    I think of you
    The record plays a beat
    I think of you


    all the flowers bloomed
    I think of you
    all these sad songs of doom
    I think of you

    all of the broken words
    I think of you
    all of the flightless birds
    I think of you


    All I do is think of you
    surely you, too, think of me