Tekster: Toad The Wet Sprocket. Acoustic Dance Party. Something's always wrong.

Another day, I call and never speak
And you would say nothing's changed at all
And I can't feel much hope for anything
If I won't be there to catch you if you fall

Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
Won't be long
Oh but something's always wrong

Another game of putting things aside
As if we'll come back to them sometime
A brace of hope, a pride of innocence
And you would say something has gone wrong

Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
Won't be long
Oh but something's always wrong

Hey, hey
Hey, hey

And again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
Won't be long
Oh but something's always wrong
Something's always wrong
Something's always wrong

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey