But it doesn't do me any good

Love the way they smiled at me

Held their face for eternity

Now let them all fly off



When it comes down

It all comes down

And you will not be found



When it's over

It's all over

Even if I make a sound



I'll be misunderstood

By the beautiful and good

In this city



None of it was planned

Take me by the hand

Just don't try and understand



Trying to be misunderstood

Just a product of my childhood

And still I find myself outside

You can't say I haven't tried

Perhaps I tried too hard



No excuses

I won't apologise

Or justify your lies



Come and find me

Tell them to me

Look me in the eyes



I'll be misunderstood

By the beautiful and good

In this city



None of this was planned

Take me by the hand

Just don't try and understand



Can't forgive – sorry to say

You don't know you're guilty anyway

Isn't it funny how we don't speak

The language of love