I spent hours just counting
All the freckles on your skin
And I drew myself a map
Of your edges and your depths

And the rain came again…

Acid rain poured down on our heads back then
When I told you I wished
You were my man
You were my man

And I told you all ‚bout me
Like ‚bout Christmas ’93
When I truly did believe
That they’ve buried Santa in our backyard
And you were making fun
Of all the things I’d done
Then you poured me my first gin
And I kissed you
– by mistake –
On the chin

Acid rain pours down on my head again
And I wish that you were
You were my man
You were my man

And the rain comes again…
Now I see you waiting at the traffic lights
I lower my head and I’m just passing you by,
Passing you by
Bye, my love, bye.

You say you’ve built this moon
Just for me
To find my way through the night
I think you’ve built this moon
For yourself
To see whatever I do

I don’t believe you
I can’t believe you
Instead of crawlin‘
I’ll start runnin‘, runnin‘, runnin‘

You say you’ve built this place
Just for me
To have somewhere to be safe
But this is a war zone
Not a place I can call home

Look, what you’ve done
The heartbreak is done
Instead of crawlin‘
I’ll start runnin‘, runnin‘, runnin‘

Runnin‘, runnin‘, runnin‘
I will be runnin‘, runnin‘, runnin‘
Blowin‘, blowin‘, blowin‘
Cold wind is blowin‘, blowin‘, blowin‘
Growin‘, growin‘, growin‘
Frustration’s growin‘, growin‘, growin‘
Callin‘, callin‘, callin‘
I won’t be callin‘, callin‘, callin‘

I don’t believe you
I can’t believe you
Instead of crawlin‘
I’ll start runnin‘
And I’m throwin‘ stones towards your war zone
But it’s not soothin‘
‚Cause we’re all losin‘, losin‘, losin‘

Seahorses ridin‘ next to my shell
I locked myself here
For I hide a pearl
How they want to take this pearl
To bring it to the demanding Earl

Scuba divers appear ‚round my shell
They’ve got stilettos
I’ve got some as well

I know him since both of us were teens
He taught me that cruelty’s in his genes

His scuba divers appear ‚round my shell
They’ve got stilettos
I’ve got some as well
They will feel these heels
If they try to steal this pearl away from me
Don’t you mess with me now

You’ve made a mess out of my sea bed
And I’ve come to terms
With letting you in
But don’t ever think
You have won
I won’t lie down for you
Not for you
And this is true
Not for you.

Come on, love
We can’t wait for the day
When everything around falls into place
I’m afraid and you are not, indeed
I was wrong
You are all I need

I could run and stray
You might lose your way
If you’re heading for the city
Where the girls are mighty pretty
You could choose one or just lose one
But for sure you would bruise me

Come on, love
You know what’s underneath
My Ramones shirt
You’ve seen it all, indeed
Nothing strange and nothing left to hide
You were right
I can win this fight

I could run and stray
You might lose your way
If you’re heading for the city
Where the girls are mighty pretty
You could choose one or just lose one
But for sure you would bruise me

When you’re heading for the city
Where the girls are mighty pretty
Some illusions, more confusion
Out of this one single conclusion

If you’re heading for the city
Where the girls are mighty pretty
You could choose one or just lose one
But for sure you would bruise me

Are you lonesome
In your cabin by the woods
With your dog right next to you
Surrounded by piles of books?

Are you still waiting
For the creatures of the night
For those creatures to come by
Just to start another fight?

Heartland can be dry land
If you don’t water each and every single plant

You got her naked
By the first lines of your song
Now you can’t tell right from wrong
Can’t tell love from being stoned

Now she’s leaving you
With the scent of her perfume
In your nose and in your room
Where you wait to meet your doom

Heartland can be dry land
If you don’t water each and every single plant
Heartland can be wasteland
Where some beloved things will get buried underneath the sand
The golden, sparkling sand

Fire and the rain
Pleasure and the pain
Baby, you are everything

But don’t end up like Jon
Sitting in your van
Breathing in the exhaust fumes

Heartland can be dry land
If you don’t water each and every single plant
Heartland can be wasteland
Where some beloved things will get buried underneath the sand
The golden, sparkling sand

I don’t like your honesty
When you say it’s clear to see
That by now our teenage days are over, over.

I still see you standing there
In your boots with rumpled hair
Listening to ‚The Verve‘ when school was over, over.

You’ll bring me flowers as long as I live
And I’ll share these hours with you as a gift
But let’s keep it simple
Let’s not make love
Not like two lovebirds trying too hard
Trying just too hard

Some lost their virginity
Hiding undressed in the fields
And we knew that purity was over, over.

You warned me about the boys
That were not able to make a choice
You’ve always held my hand when it was over, over.

You’ll bring me flowers as long as I live
And I’ll share these hours with you as a gift
But let’s keep it simple
Honey, let’s not make love
Not like two lovebirds trying too hard
Trying just too hard

Let’s keep it simple
Let’s not make love
Not like two lovebirds trying too hard
Trying just too hard

I don’t like your honesty
When you say it’s clear to see
That by now our teenage days are over, over.

When the rain washed over me
All those eyes around began to see
Then, at night, black birds took flight
To never arrive, neither will I…

I’d be wiser now
But I’m not somehow
I got stuck here where you dropped me
On Portobello Road

I must pray for hungry hearts,
For hungry hands that hold my weight
Come what may, I will stay
But I won’t be part of their breed

I’d be braver now
But I’m not somehow
I got stuck here where you dropped me
On Portobello Road

I was happy under the palm tree
That you’ve planted for my birthday
But now it’s colder
I’m feeling older
Well, not just older
But much colder now