Don't know how it happened, just became a game -
I'm gonna tell you something, then it's your turn to
explain.
We're doing it again now and its sets my nerves on edge
'cause everytime we talk it's just like stepping on a
ledge
and I see there's one swallow in the evening sky
if only you could say do we look foolish in your eyes?
Cause it's all too familiar, this difference of opinion
only time will tell what I've gained and what I've given
it's all too familiar and we're taking it for granted
but vicious circles always bring us right back where we
started.
Something for nothing that's what we're after -
can't take all the tears no we only want the laughter.
If I knew the answer I'd leave without a sound
but I can't step outside it so we keep going round
and I see there's one swallow in the evening sky
if only you could say do we look foolish in your eyes?
It's just like punch and judy putting on another show -
sometimes I feel all dressed up with no place to go.
But still I get the feeling this thing is going to last
even though it's obvious we're getting nowhere fast
and I see there's one swallow in the evening sky
if only you could say do we look foolish in your eyes?