Maybe I've forgotten the name and the address

Of everyone 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 telephone

Wake up every day that would be a start



I would not complain of 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 dealing in the limits

And we don't know who with

You may think 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



Chrous:

I would like a place I could call my own

Have a conversation on the telephone

Wake up every day that would be a start

I would not complain of my wounded heart



I was a short fuse

Burning all the time

You were a complete stranger

Now you are mine



Chrous:

I would like a place I could call my own

Have a conversation 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