The Use Of My Belonging

Well, I didn't see it coming
Now I feel so out of place
What's the use of my belonging?

And I know this is not
The end of love
The end of love
The end of love

Kind of like summer
Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like summer
Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like summer
Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like summer
Kind of like something that comes again

When you turn around what I say
When you turn against me with it
What's the use of my understanding?

And I know this is not
The end of lovе
The end of love
Thе end of love

Kind of like summer
Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like summer
Kind of like something that comes again

Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like something that comes again
Kind of like something that comes again