no one told me
she did not want to hold me
everybody else could see
but i was the last to know

so it seems
it is everything
and something more
i have seen you once

i do not know –
what i am clinging onto
and i am not so sure –
i know where to go

daring
so caring
still,
you are exasperating

won’t you?
don’t you?
don’t think you will
because,
i know how you feel

flames lick my heart
and as it burns i fall apart
as i cry into the wind
shrieking across the skies
like a tortured god from the old times

i did not know you cared
i never looked,
out of the corner of my eye
to see you watching over me
i was always on an astral trip

but they are not so tough
you can tell deep down inside
that they are scared
you can see some of their defence

telephone money
wishing for a sweetheart
a little darling honey
don’t depart,
let me get some telephone money

if you want to join me for drinks
as we sit in the sun, that is alright
i will think about it –
when i fall asleep tonight