Paroles: Umbrellas. Ghost.

I don't know what i'm doing or where i'm going
but when i get there and i sort things out
i hope that i do it well
it's the excitement, the anxiety, then the let down
it's the vivid dreams that fall away from our memory
i won't be your sorrow anymore
or that crutch that validates those pictures inside your head
when you hear this song i hope your ears bleed
cause it's in this song that i hear you
when you hear this song i hope you head for the hills
it's that that you will find me and you will lose me
cause it's there that you will be beautiful