Texty: Cloud Conquers City. Rods, Cones, And Little Tiny Bones. Zoe Conte.

Coming from our separate ways,
we come to start a new life.
I don't know you so I think I'll try,
the nostalgic memories with which I can sympathize.
Yea I can sympathize, yea I can sympathize.

So come with me, Zoe Conte.
I'll show you everything about me,
and maybe I could be just what you needed.

So attentively you caught my eye.
So I think I'll try.
I kind of know you now, I think I've got you figured out,
but I'm wrong every time.
But I'm wrong every time.

So come with me, Zoe Conte.
I'll show you everything about me,
and maybe I could be just what you needed


(Thanks to Donald Best for these lyrics)