Tekster: Semisonic. Feeling Strangely Fine. Gone to The Movies.

Now the rain comes down the windows
And it drops onto the forehead of the waiting boy
He surveys his rental kingdom
And he wonders if he's really lost his one joy

Another fool would go down to the only place
She ever went to lose herself
She's gone to the movies now
And she don't need your help

Now the rain turns into snowfall
As the city sky reflects the silver street below
And it covers up the cars and the wall flowers
CD ended half an hour ago

Another fool would dig the broken car
Out from the snow and drive to find the show

She's gone to the movies now
And she's not coming home
She's gone to the movies now
And she's not coming home

Now he looks around his place and anyways
There's nowhere she could sit besides the bed
And he wonders if the car will start tomorrow
Or he'll have to take the bus instead

Any other fool would be out on the roadway
Trying to spot her rusted Pontiac

She's gone to the movies now
And she's not coming back
She's gone to the movies now
And she's not coming back