Uf.

But yesterday when I saw your eyes in a black haze,
you didn't even know my name.
So I walked on pretending that you still belong,
but it will never be the same no more.

But we're all happy 'cause the streets they are always there for us;
And it's quite scary when you wake up in the same old clubs.
It's getting darker and I know time wasn't meant for us.
So won't you please, please, please come back to me?