This is how it starts
You reaching for my hand
Your father in the car
The devil in my head
I'm making for the door
You're making other plans
Well this is how it starts
And this must be the place
This must be the fall
I'll ask where you've been
And you ask where we are
I see it through my face
Seeing through the fog
Yeah, this must be the place
But sometimes in my bedroom
When I can't sleep
I wonder if you're thinking about me
Cause I'm always thinking about you
Always thinking about you
And I'm tongue tied
When you walk by
I'm always thinking about you
Always thinking about you
And this is how it ends
I'm sinking like a stone
You're talking to your friends
I'm walking home alone
And burying the ghost
I'm on the floor again
Yeah, this must be the end
But sometimes in my bedroom
When I can't sleep
I wonder if you're thinking about me
Cause I'm always thinking about you
Always thinking about you
And I'm tongue tied
When you walk by
I'm always thinking about you
Always thinking about you
