Feeling high when I feel low, always warm when I feel cold. You walk ahead when I’m, walking slowly.
You’re always late when I’m on time, have to guess what’s on my mind.
Only 2 steps behind, but it feels alright.

(Chorus)
And who knows, whether it’s wrong, and who cares, when I feel like I’m at home, when I’m with you. And I don’t belong, when you’re gone, I don’t belong, when you’re gone.

Who knows whether it’s wrong, and who knows whether it’s right, and who cares, when I feel like I’m at home, when I’m with you. And I don’t belong, when you’re gone, I don’t belong when you’re gone, I don’t belong…