I've got sleep that's killing me while footsteps retreat
This pain you inflict on me's so hard to delete
Sleep broken, sheets twisted and wrapped 'round my knees
And a draught as you open the door now to leave
Where does that leave me? Exactly, alone
Work the day, then evenings are spent by the phone
But there's no chance you'll dial or even lift the receiver
That's not your style, but I'm still a believer
It's a bad situation and it's getting worse
Desperation and it's getting worse
But I'll get over the time I was spending my time with you
The question that I never court, are you alone tonight?
Lies among these poison thoughts creeping back into sight
Catch a late film, kill some time and turn in at two
Try to toe a harder line in getting over you
credits
from outpost,
released May 19, 2015
Written, played and produced by Barry Horrocks
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