Текст песни It Was Me - Nerina Pallot

Well there's no use hanging on to anything
That you can't take with you when you're gone
The wind at your heels
The shadows so sweet
The sentimental longing for the past

Well these things uncaptured
Gone on might have been
In the slow, dull dying of the day
I ponder on
These things I've done
A heart I could have chosen not to break

But, oh, I ran
I ran so easily
Casting no shadow in my wake
In chase of so many
That I'll soon get bored
Honey I'm such a flake

So the road won't rise to meet me as I go
And this feckless heart knows no reward
For all my lies
I apologise
It was me
It wasn't you
And now I know

But, oh, I ran
I ran so easily
Casting no shadow in my wake
In chase of so many
That I'll soon get bored
And honey I'm such a flake

Still it does no good for one to think of things
That you can't do anything about
But in solitary hours
I think of you now
It was me
It wasn't you
And now I know