Strokes of dark, a brush of light,
I watch you bring your canvas into light.
Oh I know that's how you see the world,
I know that you see anything you like.
But now I'm doubting me,
I know I shouldn't be, but I've been down,
I've been down
Cause it was love wasn't it?
Well it's killing me not having it.
It's hard to not remember,
Forget it's not the same,
When still you come and tell me,
'Sorry I came without an invitation - just wanted to be loved.'
The last perfect thing,
You know that you bring me back to life.
Oh, on and on and on and on,
I think about you all day long,
I need you to be stronger.
Cause now I'm doubting me,
I know I shouldn't be, but I've been down,
I've been down
Cause it was love wasn't it?
Well it's killing me not having it.
It's hard to not remember,
Yet it's not the same,
When still you come and tell me baby,
'I came without an invitation - just wanted to be loved.'
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I hear the sound,
And I know that you'll be coming 'round
(You know I'll wait) You know I'll wait for you.
Oh love, it's killing me not having it.
I need you to be stronger,
Don't want to hear the sound,
'Cause rocks upon my window mean that you're coming 'round.
And how could I resist when I think you're still in love.
How can I move on when I want to be in love with you.
Oh, with you
I watch you bring your canvas into light.
Oh I know that's how you see the world,
I know that you see anything you like.
But now I'm doubting me,
I know I shouldn't be, but I've been down,
I've been down
Cause it was love wasn't it?
Well it's killing me not having it.
It's hard to not remember,
Forget it's not the same,
When still you come and tell me,
'Sorry I came without an invitation - just wanted to be loved.'
The last perfect thing,
You know that you bring me back to life.
Oh, on and on and on and on,
I think about you all day long,
I need you to be stronger.
Cause now I'm doubting me,
I know I shouldn't be, but I've been down,
I've been down
Cause it was love wasn't it?
Well it's killing me not having it.
It's hard to not remember,
Yet it's not the same,
When still you come and tell me baby,
'I came without an invitation - just wanted to be loved.'
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I hear the sound,
And I know that you'll be coming 'round
(You know I'll wait) You know I'll wait for you.
Oh love, it's killing me not having it.
I need you to be stronger,
Don't want to hear the sound,
'Cause rocks upon my window mean that you're coming 'round.
And how could I resist when I think you're still in love.
How can I move on when I want to be in love with you.
Oh, with you