歌词
Why is it always, when I open my mouth
I clash with whatever you do
When we dance together
Your rhythm and tempo
Cuts through my quick step and tune
You cry
I, I, can't take anymore
But you can't find the bloody door
Oh you might think we're free
Till we slip back into memory
We're joined by a purpose
That will not release us
Till we have come to some terms
Some love and acceptance
Not hate and repentance
These skills are things to be learned
You cry
I, I, can't take anymore
But you can't find the bloody door
Oh you might think we're free
Till we slip back into memory
I love you so
I'm stuck, can't you let go
Let's try again
This time we will be friends
I cannot change
All my tracks have been laid
Playin' the game
It's just, it's just, it's just
It's just a memory
Lost in memory
Here's to memory
Written by: Bob James, Gavin Michael Whelan, James Patrick Glennie, Lawrence Gott, Timothy Booth
