Look, it's getting colder, let's go inside Speak the words we usually hide If you come over, I'll let you learn All the contours of my mind And if you want, I'll meet you there With a bucket full of rain I'll be waiting for you Superstitions, and I believed That you were the one for me A thousand stories, the more I read You are not as I had dreamed I'm learning now, and you're not to blame For my bucket full of pain You were leaving anyway We fade into the candlelight The cameraman frames a pretty sight Your cigarette between our silhouettes Then the scene is cut, there the story ends Now everything is broken, and all you've been Just a projection on the screen You can even hold her while I sew The torn up parts of your desire And if you have the time to spare We can sing around the April air It was never fair to begin with We fade into the candlelight The cameraman frames a pretty sight Your cigarette between our silhouettes Then the scene is cut, there the story ends Now everything is broken, and all you've been Just a projection on the screen You can even hold her while I sew The torn up parts of your desire And if you have the time to spare We can sing around the April air