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,
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 we're
You might think that I'm out of hand
But I'm naïve, 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 the telephone
Wake up every day that would be as though 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
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
Just wait till tomorrow I guess
that's what they all say
Just before they fall apart
You