It's so strange he doesn't show me more affection than he needs 

Almost formal, too respectful, never takes romantic leads 

There are times when I imagine I'm not always on his mind 

He's not thinking what I'm thinking, always half a beat behind 

Always half a beat behind 


I'm in every kind of trouble, can't you tell, just look at me 

Half ecstatic, half dejected, all in all I'm all at sea 

Easy turns I thought I wanted, fill me now with chilling dread 

You can never know the chaos, of a life turned on it's head 

Of a life turned on it's head 



Take a little time to panic, shake off your complacent state 

I know all I ever wished to, of a life destroyed by fate 

It's so strange you never notice anything but where you are 

Step outside your gleaming prison, or is that a step too far 

Or is that a step too far