I think that maybe you still think about me
I think that in the end nothing has an end
Could be it but now it's something much more real
Dancing the Beatles in some old house around here
I think that maybe you still think of me
And I don't want to see you so sad, sad like that anymore
I think that you're crying
Watching you naked and you laughed at me, wicked face
It doesn't matter because all, all, all, all this is ours
I think and that's enough
I think that maybe you still think about me
Somehow, babe, you're gonna get out
Through that door, babe, you're gonna get out
I think that maybe you still think about me
Somehow, babe, you're gonna get out
Through that door, babe, you're gonna get out
Somehow, babe, you're gonna get out
I think and that's enough