I knew this girl called Sarah
She lived across the street
She'd catch the bus almost everyday
Just outside my place

She never talked to anyone in the meaningful sorta way
It makes me wonder how she can live inside her head

But on and on and on she goes now
Nobody knows what she was thinking
On and on and on she goes now
Nobody knows what she was thinking

And this could be her last days here
And this could be her last days here

I knew this girl called Amy
She lived next door to me
She never really did anything
But still it makes my mind tick

Cos suicide is at an alltime high these days
It's funny how the quiet ones can be the ones to blame

But on and on and on it goes now
Nobody knows what they are thinking
On and on and on it goes now
Nobody knows what they were thinking

And this could be their last days here
And this could be their last days here

Sha la la la .....