Maybe I've forgotten the name and the address,
Of every one I've ever known
It's nothing I regret
Save it for another day,
It's the school exam and the kids have run away
I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the te
lephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain about my wounded heart
I was upset you see,
almost all the time
You used to be a stranger
Now you are mine
I wouldn't even trust you,
I've not got much to give
We're d
ealing in the limits,
and we don't know who with
You may think that I'm out of hand,
that I'm naive, I'll understand
On this occasion, it's not true
Look at me, I'm not you
I would like a place I could call my own,
have a conversation on th
e telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain about my wounded heart
I was a short fuse,
burning all the time
You were a complete stranger
Now you are mine
I would like a place I could call my own,
have a conve
rsation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain about my wounded heart
Just wait till tomorrow
I guess that's what they all say,
just before they fall apart