• The window's open yet it's pouring buckets of rain
    And I don't care how wet it is unless it doesn't drown out the pain
    And, I know, by now that it should have all washed away
    But I still find myself slipping from you every moment of each day
    And I pray that you'll regain your senses, before I slip away!

    Can you not see me?
    I'm standing right in front of you!
    Don't you believe me?
    Or are you refusing to accept the truth?
    Well I pray that you'll regain your senses, before I slip away
    But now that you are resisting I'll play your little game!

    You've left me stranded on an uncharted island
    But it's just fun and, anyway, I have a plan
    You think you're safe, that you'll never see me again
    But you'd better watch your back 'cause you are left with out a friend
    And I pray you won't recover because that is my revenge!

    You'd better lock your doors and throw away the key
    Because if not I'm sure that you'll be seeing an awful lot of me
    I could be leaving you alone, all alone in peace
    But what's the fun of that you'll simply think it was a dream
    And then what's the fun of that I want to break keep from one piece

    Can you not see me?
    I'm standing right in front of you!
    Don't you believe me?
    Or are you refusign to accept the truth?
    Well I pray that you'll regain your senses, before I slip away
    But now that you are resisting I'll play your little game!

    ............... (sorry, didn't fix in a bridge yet)