Red House Painters
The Bridge
[?] there
On waiting
Sometimes I think back on
To make the time go by

Are you sure it was her that was calling?
Are you sure it was her that called
To tell me

She met someone
With better eyes than me
That he says the right things
The things that make me give myself [?] more easily

I had dreams of from Berlin she called me
I had dreams of from a payphone she called
And told me off, off

That I’m not part of
Her life anymore
While I lie in the bathtub
And there falls the hairdryer

There’s the picture of my angel falling
From the bridge to where my ashes [?]
Friends tell me: “Don’t think about her
Won’t you stop thinking about her?
She’s just too far to reach you anymore
You hardly even knew her anyway”
Oh, oh
But here’s the thoughts of
Our lives being torn
And here’s the dream of
Not living my life alone

I had dreams of from Berlin she called me
I had dreams of from a payphone she called
Then the picture of my angel falling
From the bridge to where my ashes [?]

Are you sure it was her that was calling?
Are you sure it was her that called
To tell me