Left home and my heart behind
with our future on my mind.
Just me? Only me?
Seems it’s me, not we.
Looks like it’s going to rain.
Lord, I don’t want that again.
It’s only me here.
Could do with you here.
But then, again, is that true?
Will you paint my rainbow blue?
I think it’s just me.
I know it’s just me.
