[Originally sung by Savage Garden]
She's taking her time making up the reasons...

Tears lined your sweet eyes as you looked over at...
And you softly sighed as you took my hand and...

Mediocre beads strung onto pale white
Yarn; looked so beautiful in the right light...

Move along Baby; don't you dare stop now,
You broke my heart; so take a cowardly bow...

In a dusty old attic I sit with an old tape...
Digging memories off the stacks layer by layer...

She stood hopeless; in front of an eager crowd,
As she turned to him with tears in her blue eyes...

I fell in love with that freckled face boy from...
Until the day my heart broke when his mama and him...

Old man Clarence looks through each and every...
As the tears ripple down his cheeks imprinted with...

She holds her hopes up to the charcoal sky,
As she lays a quivering hand upon her chest...

I seen her the other day down on Easy Street,
Draped in good intentions; walking with poise...

The carpet hits her bare feet as she runs to his...
Hiding her face into his chest as he keeps her...

A glazed reflection stares at me;
With horrid stories for all to see...