Every year it is the same
I feel like I must go insane
When it's her birthday she is blue
I remember soccer games
And I never miss a train
But for her birthdays there's no room left in my brain
Now in bed
She's so sad
Oh I love her so
Friday it's her birthday
It's already Thursday
Birthday's drawing near
I got, I got no idea
We're so close when we're in bed
We're just one mind in two heads
Her name is signed across my heart
When I'm wandering around
I wish we'd never be apart
