When it rains, these days it pours
And another disaster opens up its claws
I'm tired of feeling down
And I've not been better since you've been around

And hope; it's such a funny thing
It can make us strong of overwhelm us with its sting
But I know I'll get through
Now I'm singing to myself when I'm thinking about you

So long to yesterday
When, if I tried to touch you, you'd just turn away
I've heard you need romance
And there's nothing I can't do if you give me the chance

And lust; it's such a funny thing
It can take us over, it can lead us by a string
But I found something new
Now I'm singing to myself when I'm thinking about you

You, you're such a funny thing
You could tear me to pieces and leave me sobbing in a sling
But maybe, if I'm good to you
And if I only tell the truth
Then maybe, just maybe what you'll do
Is start singing to yourself when you're thinking about me too