When I feel the same. And our loves in phase. Then you and I. We're not ourselves. And our love it fades. . And as the moods begin to turn. And it's only you who's late hey.
Turn the radio on, on. I want to hear a song, a song. Oh, nothing's gonna change. But something's got to break. Leaving you all my mistakes. . I've found out why.
You're sitting in a smokey room. You're doing what you do. Waiting for someone, waiting for no-one. You think about going out. But the pubs would have closed by now.