How do you think I cope Close my eyes and I go to sleep I've always been a sensitive type Lost in love pain and desertion But you learn to live with these things You learn to live with these things How do you think I feel I can see tomorrow and it's making me ill We can go on pretending it will be all right But there's really no point in me staying the night You learn to live with these things Learn to live with these things Make up my own world one day in the future Make up your own world.