Moving in small groups still feels dead-wrong
I've come to rely on you
Lord I've been telling you
Whilst you're still here with me - you're my companions
Walking into deeper blue
(Kind of calm, kind of blue)
Watching their every move
My reactions are unrehearsed
I've been focused on staying still with friends in the small
I can still rely on them
Pity people who feel they've got no-one at all
I'll arrive alone, I'll arrive unaided
Lord I've been telling you
Walking into to deeper blue
(Kind of calm, kind of blue)
Watching their every move
It's doing things to me
Still got a headache
Ridden with heartache
Catalogue of mistakes
I don't wish to repeat
I chose to lose her
I'm a failing lover
Take anything that you want