| 11 days so far this week
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| I’ve been locked up in my cage
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| Too far too soon to get the mail
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| You maybe sent to me
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| I still listen at the door
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| When I hear someone outside
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| To hear that knock of yours
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| Would really knock me off my feet
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| I never dreamed that it could hurt so much
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| Thought that I could care so much
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| Hoped that you would stay so much
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| And never slide away
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| Would you talk to me again
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| If I told you how it hurt
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| To see you slide away and fade away
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| And die away from me
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| Would you look at me and laugh
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| If I told you that I miss you
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| And I wish you would come back again
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| And stay this time
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| I never dreamed that it could hurt so much
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| Thought that I could care so much
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| Hoped that you would stay so much
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| And never slide away
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| I’ll be back in a day, you said
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| But you’re not coming back anyway
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| You crush me like an ant beneath your heels
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| Cos you just don’t know how it feels
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| How it feels
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| How it feels
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| How it feels
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| There’s no way you could relate
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| Cos I know that all you hate
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| Is found within the doors
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| That seperate the world and me
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| Junior’s wailing behind walls
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| That are built by clarion calls
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| To change the way you feel
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| The way think and how you are
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| I never dreamed that it could hurt so much
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| Thought that I could care so much
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| Hoped that you would stay so much
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| And never slide away
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| I’ll be back in a day, you said
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| But you’re not coming back anyway
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| You crush me like an ant beneath your heels
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| Cos you just don’t know how it feels
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| How it feels
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| How it feels
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| How it feels |