I wake up early morn
To the crack of dawn
I’m in love
I’m alive

And when you held my hand
When you said goodbye (Said goodbye)
I know then and there
I'm alive

'Cause I can't hold myself back
I'm alive
I'm alive

And I can't hold myself back
I'm alive
I'm alive

Umbrella
Umbrella
My umbrella, away
Away

My umbrella
My umbrella
Away

'Cause when you held my hand
I understand
That this love I found
It is all surrounding me

'Cause I can't hold myself back
I'm alive

'Cause yeah my heart, 'cause as my head, as my head and as my heart
I can't hold myself back (Breathe into myself back)
I'm alive

('Cause yeah my heart, 'cause as my head, as my head and as my heart)
(I guess as my head, as my head and as my heart)
Time to hold myself back
I'm alive, ( Heart still, he says my heart still, still beating)
My umbrella
My umbrella
My umbrella

(He says my heart's still)
(He says my heart's still)
(He says my heart's still beating, feeling life)
Away
Away
Away

It was the tenth of February
The day you left me
At the gate

You see, you left me at the gate
With a rope in my hand
And a gun in the other

Now even if I said I didn't mind
Even if I said I'd be alright
I was too busy
Anyway

And even if I said I'd be ok
I turned my back
And I cried my eyes out
And now I say, yeah

I wish I was a little bit prettier
I wish I was a little bit nicer
But I guess I'm not

I wish I was a little less jealous
I wish I was a little bit taller
But I guess I'm not
And that's ok

It was the tenth of February
The day you left me
At the gate

You see you left me at the gate
With a rope in my hand
And a gun in the other

And even if I said I didn't mind
Even if I said I'd be alright
I was too busy
Anyway

And even if I said I'll be ok
I turned my back and
I fucking cried my eyes out
And never say, yeah

I wish I was a little bit prettier
I wish I was a little bit smarter
But I guess I'm not

I wish I was a little bit taller
I wish I was a little bit cooler
But I guess I'm not
And that's ok

I wish I was a little bit prettier
I wish I was a little bit smarter
But I guess I'm not

I wish I was a little bit taller
I wish I was a little less jealous
But I guess I'm not
And that's okay
Alright
Okay

It was the tenth of February
The day you left me
At the gate

You see you left me at the gate
With a rope in my hand
And a gun in the other