My eyes areSo blearyI guess I'm young, but I feel so weary
I've tried to express it, but I think it's all a boreIt's at the heart of meA very part of me
Speak slowly, I can't hear youMy mind keeps spinning closer and closerTo the rain on the roofAnd the rain in my headAnd the things that you saidKeep on taking further ahead
And it just gets so foggyIt's nowhere in hereAnd it's everywhere elseThat I don't want to be
But I'm stuck hereGetting misty over youI'm alone, on a bicycle for two.
Speak slowly, I can't hear youMy mind keeps spinning closer and closerTo the rain on the roofAnd the rain in my headAnd the things that you saidKeep on taking further ahead
And it just gets so foggyIt's nowhere in hereAnd it's everywhere elseThat I don't want to be
But I'm stuck hereGetting misty over youI'm alone, on a bicycle for two.