I was in bed with a fever
Reading through your texts,
Liebfraumilch in Germany
And a ring around your neck
First, you have to prove it to yourself,
Then you have to prove to everybody else
How wrong they are
Well, is it wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?
And is it wrong that you now know what I have been on about?
Twelve years old and black jeans
Standing on a little corner
Screaming out at the passing car,
No blood for oil
Well, if I could only show you how years are made of days,
And pull away that bright book you had up to your face
First, you have to prove it to yourself,
Then you have to prove to everybody else
How wrong they are
Well, is it wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?
And is it wrong that you now know what I have been on about?
I don't know how to tell you how strange it is to be getting older
Kiss by kiss
Well, here's to you in the new year,
And a rainbow to your door
We'll dance together at RMJ's,
By the Christmas tree and coats,
And everything will be white light
And wine in every hand
You laugh at me with those moon eyes,
'Cause I don't understand how wrong I am
Well, is it wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt?
And is it wrong that you now know what I have been on about?
But it's not wrong to give you my love on the other side of doubt
No, it's not wrong that you now know what I have been on about