i could put it down to being tired,?
or coming home to an empty house?
a passing moment, a little mad,?
no one around to stop me writinig to you?
i never want to say it's love,?
but it's really what i'm thinking of?
i could apologise and say tear it up,?
and put it down to the pills i've taken?
seeing my friends with their lives moved on,?
while i've been gently drifting?
i never want to say it's love,?
but it's really what i'm thinking of?
i felt the same today as i was feeling yesterday?
it'll be the same tomorrow,?
from then on it won't change?
i never want to say it's love,?
but it's really what i'm thinking of?
my home is home and i'm settled now,?
i've made it through the restless phase?
i have no reason to get bored anymore,?
my friends are round and your name comes up?
asking if i ever heard from you,?
i'm keeping it quiet about those words to you?
but i meant every word that i said,?
i stand by every word that i said?
i never want to say it's love,?
but it's really what i'm thinking of?
i felt the same today as i was feeling yesterday?
it'll be the same tomorrow,?
from then on it won't change?
i never want to say it's love,?
but it's really what i'm thinking of?