I watch the white light pass me by
It leaves me through the corner of my eye
It's days like this I wish that I was blind
She lurks round the marshes of my mind
Stabbing me with words, all too unkind
Then she slips away, leaves me out to dry
How does it feel now?
You've turn to hate me, do you see me?
I had a dream that you were coming back
How does it feel now?