I bet you think it´s over
The misery is gone
Turn your back and promise
Days in the park

The hours that we wasted
Reading our lines
Ribbons that I gave you
Fall like pine needles to the ground
Your heart is safe, it can´t be found

And the postcards that you send
Excuses for the letters you can´t write

And don´t you think I care
When you don´t come home at night

It´s always something special
That brings you home
You´re better on occasions
To let me know

The pleasures of your new life
Lead you away
The path of least resistance
There´s always a safe way to let me see
The things you try your best to feel

And the postcards that you send
Excuses for the letters that you can´t write
And don´t you think I care
When you don´t come home at night

I wonder if you see it
As something you´ve done
Turn your back and promise
Days in the park