Being left alone is not that bad But the hardest part is laughing when you're sad And now I slipped into the end of history I feel the same... I feel the same And people walking, people talking Love and hate are all part of the thrill And I saw you sitting on that windowsill You sang a song, I sang along (La, la, la...) I gave you all I had and now it's gone You gave me all I needed to be strong For what it's worth I'll always be the lucky one The lucky one... The lucky one And people walking, people talking Love and hate are all part of the thrill And I saw you sitting on that windowsill You sang a song, I sang along (La, la, la...) And people walking, people talking Love and hate are all part of the thrill And I saw you sitting on that windowsill You sang a song, I sang along (La, la, la...)