How and why
trace strange designs in my mind?
Bridges burned and lost
and never ever far behind
Of perfume and lipstick and wine
I wish I told you
That was the time
And now all the moments are gone
I wish I told you
You were the one
But I could be wrong
Betrayed by the winds of change
Still the world goes round and round
Becalmed in a sea of words
That only ever let me down
All that perfume and lipstick and wine
I think I told you
That was my crime
When all the moments were gone
That's when I told you
You were the one
So the story always ends in vain
Oh that love's a mad thing
And though some might say not to think that way
I'd say that love was a bad thing
If I'm deep in doubt
When I kiss your mouth
Is this feeling the real thing?
So perfume and lipstick and wine
They're not the answer
No answer is mine
Just questions and worn-out replies
I've got no reason
Or plan left to try
So I say goodbye
