First thought, best thought
Baby, I thought we were good
It turns out, the fallout follows you more than you thought it would
In the pale morning
When the water comes and takes you home
I can't believe it
I'm thinking about what you said
Under the bridge now
What is running through your head
In the pale morning
When the water comes and takes you home
It starts so small
Then the words come out
Of course you fall, then in time
It's the falling you can't live without
In the pale morning
When the water comes and takes you home
But that's not all
Spring, summer follow along behind you
Through good and bad, I rest my head on the bed beside you
In the pale morning
When the water comes and takes you home
First thought, best thought
Baby I thought we were good
Turns out the fallout follows you more than you thought it would
In the pale morning
When the water comes and takes you home