Corin

What you can't find, makes you reach again, for the ball of twine, tie him here alone, there's much to gain stay out on your own, if you think of why, standing in the rain, allows you to get by, you'll drench your bones, now dry as an angel, in your new pose, why try to disguise, each hour of the day, he still rolls the dice, don't trust the 'phone, it'll ruin your game, love has no real home, just throw him a line, catch a fast train, dance a different life, get out ofthis place.