You looked a little spaced out yesterday 
I offered you a hand but you had nothing to say 
Am I a ghost to you, cause I'm thinking 
Maybe it'd be best for me to stay away 
And as you made your way to the front door 
You left your winter coat that your mum bought 
You closed the door slow in time for you to speak: 
"I think it'd be best for me to just leave." 
Then you ran out so fast I didn't have time to grab a mac 
The car and all the driver's stuff was soaking wet by the time you passed 
I called your name into the rain but all the people look the same 
In every man I saw your face and my sight begins to fade 
And my hands they start to shake as I'm standing in your place 
Your winter coat is still at mine I dont have time to run away 
To bring it back to keep you warm you're already lost in your own storm 
And it's all my fault