[00:12.372]Moments pass and we try to grasp it with our hands
[00:23.680]But it crumbles like the sand
[00:34.479]So tangible and wry
[00:45.816]Things that meant so much to me seem so little now
[01:57.623]And when february comes I'll be alone again
[02:03.941](So alone)
[02:06.762](So alone)
[02:11.626]And when february comes I'll be alone again
[02:17.365](So alone)
[02:20.604](So alone)
[02:25.251]And when february comes I'll be alone again
[02:30.933](Call off the search)
[02:34.259](I've gone away)
[02:38.780]And when february comes I hope you never find me
[02:44.229](Call off the search)
[02:47.885](I don't want to be found)

Moments pass and we try to grasp it with our hands
But it crumbles like the sand
So tangible and wry
Things that meant so much to me seem so little now
And when february comes I'll be alone again
(So alone)
(So alone)
And when february comes I'll be alone again
(So alone)
(So alone)
And when february comes I'll be alone again
(Call off the search)
(I've gone away)
And when february comes I hope you never find me
(Call off the search)
(I don't want to be found)