Our days were dark
our shirts were black
we always stood in the schoolyard
in a corner and we exchanged
deeply disappointed glances.
And whenever we'd be sad
sad we were a lot
we would go to your home
and there we'd listen to The Smiths.
Our nights were lonely
our hearts were heavy
there was no one who could or wished to understand us
and that's how we got closer to one another.
And whenever we'd be sad
sad we were a lot
I took you into my arms
and then we'd listen to The Smiths.
Sometimes also The Cure or New Order
but most of all The Smiths.