Well I wonder where she is tonight
If she's cold
With a feeling our love isn't right
Or getting old
Is she laughing?
Is she crying out to the moon?
While I wait to see our flowers wilt
before they bloom
But I feel I'm bound to lose my mind
and the clock starts to unwind
and no one knows what's real
Well I wonder where she lays tonight
If she's home
Is she staring up into his eyes
from the floor
Is she laughing?
Is she crying out to the moon?
While I wait to see our flowers wilt before they bloom
Well it seems she'll never let me in
Like emotion is a sin
But I'd do anything to do have her
Where could she be? (She's over me)
Where could she be? (It's over me)
Where she could be? (She's over me)
Where could she be? (It's over me)
Where she could be?