Texty: Everything But The Girl. The Spice Of Life.

Something has come between me and the world that I knew
What I thought would last is falling apart in the face of something new

How can I explain that I had no choice
The sound of the waves fills her ears and drowns out my voice

And I'm just too far away for her to believe what I say
And she couldn't hear me, she wouldn't listen anyway

How can I write a letter, the post is so slow
And if I'm to disappoint her then that's something she ought to know

I can just hear her voice fall as I wait here alone
How can so much harm be done by just two minutes spent on the phone

You say that things will get better, but she would hate me if I let her
And she reads so much in every word that I say

I thought that being apart would just bring us some variety
But after some time it seems clear that she's changed in a
Different way from me

And I would like to shout at someone but no one's to blame
It's just her, it's just me and everything that is just not the same

Sometimes I would turn back the clock, recapture all that we've lost
But I couldn't give up all that we have today