Anne walks alone
Past the Domino sugar factory
She´s as easy to know
As a broken mystery, oh
Conversations are slow
With yourself in dead parking lots, and
Hands not being held
Ends up tying other things in knots
And she´s lonely
Must be lonely

You don´t deserve what you´ve got
Holy Father of the day-to-day
If you keep such careful watch
Tell me, why is she wasting away
Being lonely?
Oh, so lonely

Water under the bridge is never comin´ back
Water under the bridge is never comin´ back