I thought that you knew her I thought that you cared But what am I to do At four in the morning With her back against us all
Running out of runarounds Gently down the stream How could you make me who I am When I made you who you are
Gently to the end with me Rowwing at your side Through denver's cold and frozen eyes I thought i saw i thought I saw you standing there
Unclouded end Clearly words work themselves back to me From the top of the bottom it's all the same It's all the same she screamed she screamed it's all the same