Wake up every day that would be a start
Now you are mine
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain of my wounded heart
Have a conversation on the telephone
We're dealing in the limits
I was upset you see
I would not complain of my wounded heart
It's the school exam
I was upset you see
I would like a place I could call my own
Almost all the time
I would like a place I could call my own
You are a complete stranger
Just before they fall apart
Look at me, I'm not you
Maybe I've forgotten
Burning all the time
And the kids have run away
Of everyone I've ever known
I was a short fuse
I would not complain about my wounded heart
I've not got much to give
You used to be a stranger
Now you are mine
You may think that I'm out of hand
Save it for another day
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
Now you are mine
Have a conversation on the telephone
The name and the address
Publisher: VITALTURN CO LTD
Just wait till tomorrow
On this occasion, it's not true
It's nothing I regret
I wouldn't even trust you
I guess that's what they all say
That I'm naive, I'll understand
You used to be a stranger
Almost all the time
I would like a place I could call my own
And we don't know who with
Songwriters: Gillian Gilbert, Stephen Hague, Peter Hook, Stephen Morris, Bernard Sumner