Standing by the kettle in the flat we used to share
The ghosts of our Sunday mornings are still hanging in the air
I found your favorite jumper, the one with the frayed blue thread
It’s funny how the small things are the hardest ones to shed
I’m still making tea for two, though the kitchen’s gone quite cold
Trying to hold onto stories that have already been told.
And I know I shouldn’t wonder where you are
Or if you’re driving someone else’s car
But the silence here is ringing like a bell
And I’m just a lonely heart in a wishing well.
So I’ll love you in the shadows, I’ll love you in the rain
Until the salt of my tears washes out the stain
We were built on solid ground, or so I used to think
But now I’m just a heavy heart starting to sink
Oh, darling, isn’t it a bloody shame?
That we’re just two strangers who happen to know each other’s name.
You always liked the city lights, I preferred the stars
Now there’s miles of motorway between my soul and yours
I saw you in a photograph, you looked "brilliant," so they say
But I can see the flicker of the girl who walked away
Are you happy in the posh life? Do you ever miss the grit?
Or have you found a brand new fire and I was just the bit that lit?
So I’ll love you in the shadows, I’ll love you in the rain
Until the salt of my tears washes out the stain
We were built on solid ground, or so I used to think
But now I’m just a heavy heart starting to sink
Oh, darling, isn’t it a bloody shame?
That we’re just two strangers who happen to know each other’s name.
It’s not that I want you back, it’s just I hate the way we ended
With "cheers" and "take care" and a heart that can’t be mended
I’m "gutted," I’m "weathered," I’m "lost at sea"
But I hope you find the person that you couldn’t be with me.
Just a paper tea cup, soaking in the sink
Give me one more minute... just to think.
Just to think.
Yeah, it’s a bloody shame.
