Blindfolded —
This is no parlour game.
Unfold me —
So I am free again.

A random phrase is as good as any.

You said you want to leave,
But I saw you standing there.
I look for a reprieve,
But then you just swished your hair.

You live in a modern building
I like to visit.
Men wrestle on the pavement outside.
I find it unusual.

A random phrase is as good as any.

You said you’d get your coat,
But I saw you standing there.
Your hands were in your pockets.
How can you call this fair?

Why do I long for a life that I already have?
When I’m out I must be out of my bloody mind.
Why do I long for a life that I already have?

It was a touching rendition
I heard you singing in the kitchen
But have you heard my superstition?

I don’t know your motives yet
And though we’ve just met,
Now I’m as far away as I can get.

Why do I long for a life that I already have?
When I’m out I must be out of my bloody mind.

Why do I long for a life that I already have?
When I’m out I must be out of my bloody mind.