Caribou. Desiree. Zeneszám

You told me things would have changed
And now we're back here again
You left me nowhere to start
And watch me falling apart

There's nothing left I can say
To stop it ending this way
I think you wanted me here
To watch it all disappear

Desiree, my mind's made up
Desiree, this can't go on
Desiree, my mind's made up
Desiree, you know we're not young

Desiree, my mind's made up
Desiree, this can't go on
Desiree, my mind's made up
Desiree, you know we're not young