A little bit of wind in your sail
A little bit of guilt on your back
They always say the meek shall prevail
So hurry you don't have time to pack
And I cry every time I think of leaving you
And I sigh every time I think of your face
And I try to understand the way the world goes
No turning back
No turning back
I've got a view of rome from my window
A painting by matisse on my wall
A tiny bit of sex every month or so
Just to run away from your calls
And I cry every time I think of leaving you
And I sigh every time I think of your face
And I try to understand the way the world goes
No turning back
No turning back
Too many people
Riding the great big wave
No easy way out
Who was I trying to save?
And I cry every time I think of leaving you
And I sigh every time I think of your face
And I try to understand the way the world goes
No turning back
No turning back
And I cry every time I think of leaving you
And I sigh every time I think of your face
And I try to understand the way the world goes
No turning back
No turning back
No turning back
No turning back