You're just a photograph now in my head
And I'll probably remember every word you said
And genius didn't make much out of you
How come no one saw what you could do?
Close the door it's too late
Sometimes stories end that way
You'll be sorry
Sometimes people change their ways
Take me anywhere away from here
Take me to the green hills where you live
There's no way I could have changed your mind
A feeling's just a feeling, it's not a crime
Close the door it's too late
Sometimes stories end that way
You'll be sorry
Sometimes people change their ways
Guess you had to go
Guess you had your way
Guess you had to run so they'd see your way
Close your eyes it's just a dream
Nothing's ever what it seems
Don't be sorry
Sometimes stories end that way
Close the door it's too late
Sometimes stories end that way
You'll be sorry
Sometimes people change their ways
And sometimes stories end that way