Well I don't know what I'm doing here
I could say that I do, but I don't
You could wrap a million candles into a torch
And hope that it steers you home

You could cut all the telephone wires
And hope that nobody does get through
I might not have the power of telepathy
But I'm gonna be contacting you

Because I borrowed a book that I saw
Was planted deep inside your bag
It gave me an excuse to see you again
But I'm not a thief, I'll give it back

And don't you ever wonder whose living in that house?
It's too small for people? we all said
But there's people in the floorboards said the mouse

And I showed you the things that I made
You didn't think that they were too great
But I'm glad that you thought
And didn't think what you're taught
Because everybody elses mind is grey

And we kept up that ad for two dates before it needed glue
Well I didn't drink what you drank
You didn't sink when I sank
So there's little else for us to do

And don't you ever wonder whose living in that house?
It's too small for people we all said
But there's people in the floorboards said the mouse

Well I didn't say goodbye today
Oh I didn't - the cow's away
I tied it to the neck of a seafaring deck
That was sailing on down your way
But you pour petrol all over
The ship you used to sail to sea
You didn't think that you'd be coming home again
So you said fine out of me

Don't you ever ponder on things we never said?
Yes I did, but when we were kids
Now it's too late, because we're dead
Because we're dead
Because we're dead
Because we're dead
Because we're dead