Tristessa

Where have you been?
What about those black clouds around your head?
Chase them
There's a place somewhere where you can hide
A place called Tristesse
A certain stream is getting in you
A place, place, place
Built up on the sound
We seem to mount
There's a face out there, a taste in your mouth
A face of Tristesse
It got to be some kind of strange flu
A taste, taste, taste
Waiting on a chair
For a newness
Would you stay some day, just for a while?
Away from Tristesse
We got things we wanna get loose
We stay, stay, stay
Sinking into the swamp
Of brilliant charm
Where have you been?
What about those black clouds around your head?
Chase them
Where have you been?
What about those black clouds around your head?
Chase them
Hey, I'm fine
Hey, I'm fine
Hey, I'm fine
We are still good friends
Hey, I'm fine
Hey, I'm fine
Hey, I'm fine
We are still good friends