Woorden: Innocence Mission. Umbrella.

I am going out now, darling
Pass me my umbrella, darling
I wear it like a crutch to the ground
Like a shade and nothing comes down on me

I walk along beside the drivers
However do they drive so bravely?
When I still hear the bang
Sudden bang in my head

And the scar runs on my face
And on my hands, they held the wheel
And on my mind it was distracted

And saved from scarring anybody else
I'm lodged between the could haves, could haves
I want you to be proud of me, proud of me, proud
And how can you be?

When I wear my umbrella like this
When I dwell on myself like this
When I need to be reassured like this

You dance around with my umbrella
You dance around the obvious weaknesses
Around the room with my umbrella
You dance around the room with me
I see us in the mirror going by look at my happy face
See what you do for me