All I Know Is What You Tell Me

All I know is what you tell me
What you tell me; will it help me?
Late at night in the morning
I’m in mourning in the morning

At the lonely day in front of me
So let it be, I will never say goodbye
Don’t you pity me but if you never said goodbye
It would help me

All day long, my thoughts are tumbling
Got me mumbling with the tumbling
A candle blows, I search for answers
No one answers ‘cept the dancer

And she’s lonely girl, the same as me