Being left alone is not that bad
But the hardest part is laughing when you're sad
And now I slipped into the end of history
I feel the same... I feel the same

And people walking, people talking

Love and hate are all part of the thrill
And I saw you sitting on that windowsill
You sang a song, I sang along

(La, la, la...)

I gave you all I had and now it's gone
You gave me all I needed to be strong
For what it's worth I'll always be the lucky one
The lucky one... The lucky one

And people walking, people talking

Love and hate are all part of the thrill
And I saw you sitting on that windowsill
You sang a song, I sang along

(La, la, la...)

And people walking, people talking

Love and hate are all part of the thrill
And I saw you sitting on that windowsill
You sang a song, I sang along

(La, la, la...)