Nowhere to turn, nowhere to turn

Searching your own brain

On your own

You always struck me as a girl who had not yet talked

Maybe then you will search for my phone number and email address

In the meantime I wait for eternity

I think

I AM playing the field

But would welcome you back

No matter what probably

And isn’t that kind of word something you need to hear

when one day you are down and out

hope, maybe, yes, probably

Love you still

And I can love you less if you want

And I can stop loving you

And you cut to the inside of me

And I can stop loving you

I think

And you make me feel

And I can stop loving you

I think