Tekster: Teenage Fanclub. Thirteen. Golden Glades.

Your mind is strong but your will is weak And it's no wonder you can't stand on your own two feet you can't call it back That's no reason The past is gone There is no one for you to paint it black All said and done Meet him head on who can turn your love to hate but I'm still around And it's no wonder I can't tell if I'm up or down I can't get it back The feelings gone for you to stab my back But that's no reason There's only one who can free your mind of hate When all is love