I miss some days where I could always relate to what you were saying
I wished for a happy ending...
I still hear the whistle of your dog through my window
It keeps me awake every nights and so
There's some places where I should have never gone
So I could keep you away from saying I was wrong
Would you just look at me once more?
I'm still just the bagman at your door
I can't bring you more
I'm way off, two stones?
Far behind! But you're still burning in my mind
And you're still burning in my mind