We pass each other in the hall,

Pictures hanging on the wall,

Kisses in frames babe, make us look okay

You pour your coffee with two creams

I read the paper, you daydream.

“Have a good day babe, I’ll probably be home late”.

Well maybe we’re fine and maybe you’re right

Remember those fire red nights where we couldn’t sleep

And those white-hot fights that we believed, there was something worth fighting for.

We lost all the colour, even the black and white,

Take your pick babe, I’ll make love or fight

But I can’t stay.

Where the colour fades, somehow we’ve changed

To this agreeable grey.

Is this really what we had in mind when we dreamed about making a life

Laying on the hood of my car, just counting the stars.

It takes two to make it work and it takes two to make it hurt,

Girl, I’m not blaming you but do you ever miss us too?

Remember those fire red nights where we couldn’t sleep

And those white-hot fights that we believed, there was something worth fighting for.

We lost all the colour, even the black and white,

Take your pick babe, I’ll make love or fight

But I can’t stay.

Where the colour fades, somehow we’ve changed

To this agreeable grey.

Remember red fire nights

Remember white hot fights

Well, we lost all the colour

Even the black and white.

Remember those fire red nights where we couldn’t sleep

And those white-hot fights that we believed, there was something worth fighting for.

Well we lost all the colour, even the black and white,

Take your pick babe, I’ll make love or fight

But I can’t stay.

Where the colour fades, somehow we’ve changed

To this agreeable grey.

To this agreeable grey

Yeah to this agreeable grey