Better parted I see people crying Thruth gets harder There's no sense in lying Help me find a way from this maze I can't help myself
When I see tenderness before you left That even breaking up was never meant But only angels look before they thread Living in another world to you
Better parted I see people hiding Speech gets harder There's no sense in writing Help me find a way from this maze I'm living in another world to you And I can't help myself did I see tenderness where you saw Hell Did I see angels in the hand I held God only knows what kind of tale you'd tell Living in another world to you