(Written by Vince Clark)

She remembered all the shadows in the dark

It's the same film

Vivid pictures like a wall that's standing empty

And the night's so still



Such a small affair, we're like

Someone closing like the nightclub door



Here again and when you speak I watch you move away

And seem so sure



She is hoping to forget and the moment almost slips away

When the colors move apart and I wonder if you want to stay



And I need to change you

Like the words I'm reading

Don't you understand

Is the warning and the message

I remember as you touch my hand