oh it´s was good   good to see you again   good to meet your girlfriend   I'll try not to wonder where you are   when you go outside to kiss her   in the front seat of your car      and it´s good   good to be back home   how I missed this time zone   oh...strangers they´re exciting   their mystery never ends   but there's nothing like looking at your own history   in the faces of your friends      and it's bad   to have eyes like neon signs   flashing open, open, open,   open, open, open, open, open,   open all the time   and it's bad   that I wrapped you in a fantasy   and that I carry you with me   m...but lately it seems like everybody's   joined at the hip    and I'm still fancy   oh, I'm so fancy   fancy free      sometimes the beauty is easy   sometimes you don't have to try at all   sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake   sometimes there's poetry written right   on a bathroom wall      and it's bad   that I took that second look   I guess I'm an open book   oh...you know I didn't really intend   to embrace you that long   but then again I noticed that I wasn't the only one   hanging on      ´cause baby you know it was good   good to see you again   good to meet your girlfriend   I´ll try not to wonder where you are    when you go outside to kiss her   in the front seat of your car