How does it feel to be alone, without you by my sideI can't explain it's strange, though it's funny all the sameAnd where were you when I was high, out somewherecounting fliesAnd passing by the time, while the sun won't shineAnd the skies aren't in my headHow does it feel to be inside, yourself and no one elseI can't explain it's strange, though it's funny all the sameAnd where were you when I was down, and somewhatshort of coolReflective fool, an uninvited author of melancholic ruleI'll set my soapbox upon the groundTo pick you up when you feel downOooh Ooh'sHow does it feel to be alone, without you by my sideI can't explain it's strange, though it's funny all the sameAnd where were you when I was down, and somewhatshort of coolReflective fool, an uninvited author of melancholic rule
Lyrics by Telepathic Butterflies