There's a place in my headIt's full of memories and i can't even take a peekThere's a place, full of broken promisesAnd i can't even bring myself to speakAnd i know now everything about youAnd i can't even try toSeparate the past from every ensuing dayI try to show that i can growBut i can't give all you can takeAnd i believe it all works outWhen i'm in your armsHey, if it feels so much like the way that it shouldThen it doesn't matter if it's wrongHey, if it feels so much like the way that it shouldHey, maybe you're better off when i'm goneWell, i can't stand the way our lines are crossingAs i just lie here tossing, turning with the fan above my headI'm falling down, i'm on the groundYou're in the air, you're all aroundAnd i do believe it all works outWhen i'm in your armsHey, if it feels so much like the way that it shouldThen it doesn't matter if it's wrongHey, if it feels so much like the way that it shouldHey, maybe you're better off when i'm goneSomething wrong to....Hey, if it feels so much like the way that it shouldThen it doesn't matter if it's wrongHey, if it feels so much like the way that it shouldHey, maybe you're better off when i'm goneI can love and I can, to think about itI canBut I know as I grow old, I can not beI can't be that wayNo, I, I, I, I, I doI do believe, yeahI, I, I, I, I, noI do believe
