Intro: I was a backing truck, saving my green voices back Disguising the obvious, than I have no one to sing for. I lived in a paper bin. Which I let curled up and forgotten in. With an unfinished lover sin. Tattooed on my forehead Oooh ooh ooh, where were you. Had you known me then. The outcome would have been better. I got use to the tred-mill love, no matter how fast you run. You're stuck at the starting point. Only exhausted. I was an anonymous author, of songs I not dare to share. Lacking the audience. Over lovers air Oooh ooh ooh, where were you. Had you known me then. The outcome would have been better. You could have prevented this. You could have prevented this You could have prevented this. You could have prevented this You could have prevented this. You could have prevented this You could have prevented this. You could have prevented... Oooh ooh ooh, where were you. Had you known me then. The outcome would have been better.