She asks you where you are
You reply, still behind
A while ago you lost track
Of the conversation
You want to leave but don't go
The last night hurt more
Than you thought, and perhaps
Because it's not your decision
The sun has risen
Arrogant and Spanish
And in your heart
It's raining all the time
Your case is in the books
That you can classify
In your anxiety, your torment
There is nothing original
You think you still have an ace up your sleeve
If you need to take it out
And the world will roll back
By higher order
The sun has risen
Arrogant and Spanish
And in your heart
It's raining all the time