מילים ולחן מאולתרים.

להפסיק לכתוב על הלילה
להפסיק לכתוב על הלילה.

What can the tide bring you haven't brought before
What can your heart break your hands haven't broken before

And I hate all those people who claim the winter is theirs
And I hate that mocking bird sitting on my stairs

One time I wish you were mine
One time you will catch my eye

And I hate especially you
I am afraid of you

If you haven't had three names
If you weren't able to hear this song

If I was able to cry
If I was unable to lie

If I had one man it wouldn't be you

And I hate all those people who claim the winter is theirs
And I hate the way you stare
And their all gone
All gone

I met someone on a bus
I miss you.