Juxtapose

She's a million miles away,
From me.
Seperated by a hollow, wooden door
In some time we can't erase.
Serves me right,
To let her in the first time she knocked.

And all this wandering
Got you nothing
And you were ready to but
Never could.

Things you never saw in me,
She'll see.
Observations that she'd heard from other people
But she never understood.
Serves her right,
Not knowing just exactly what she wants.

And all this wandering,
Got me nothing.
You were ready to but never could.

(Are you happy wandering?)

Remember sitting on your car,
That night?
Clouds rolled out unveiling lights around the bay,
And you told me all those things.

Remember that?
You told me you can't match your clothes.
Remember that?
I confessed that when I laugh sometimes I'm crying.
And we sat and didn't talk for half an hour.

Remember that?
Alone.
'Cause I won't remember
Anymore.

And all this wandering.
And all this wandering.