The rain falls on your daysgiving you a reason for mysterious waysbehind doors the darkness fallsyou pour a cup of c ofee, and get talking wallsBut you can blame it on meand the person you thought I wanted you to bebut dont you blame it on lovecause you will regret it then, and from now on.Besides from days gone byhours seem so slow you think youll surely diey ou decide to call up a friendwhen she doesnt answer you are close to the end...