Из альбома: A Hyperactive Workout for the Flying Squad
You drive away the best of you, that's all that's left to say
You leave me with the rest of you, you've made it on your way
I need a call to say from you, just before you go
The more that I've been close with you, the door was always closed
Drive away and all - there's nothing you should say
Drive away and all - we're travelers anyway
Getting up and straight you go, there's nothing left to say
Begging's not my place you know, you wouldn't hear it anyway
'Cos all the days I begged you stay, I saw it made you blind
It's more than I can really say, what is it that traps you all inside
You made it all get so uptight, I made it in between
You went and wronged all the rights, then you hid behind your screen
You're headed where I just don't know, I think you've gone inside
I hope the world looks good from there, well I hope it looks alright
We never made it all the way
We never made it all the way
You take the best of you
I keep the rest of you