On the phone you spoke
Picking bones with my friends and lovers
You said, ‘I think you’re living in a bubble, darling’
So, I thought it through and thought that maybe you could be on to something
After all, we all have our little blind spots, don't we?
And I looked’ I took a good look around me, darling
And we stepped, we took a good step away from familiar humdrum
Such unforgettable and truly magical times

Stop! There I go again, like a fool, trying to paint the perfect picture
It’s easy to romanticise when you’re in the distance, darling
But it wasn’t easy was it, I mean, you never really seemed truly happy
And there I was, drunk in love and drowning on a daydream, daily
As you stripped, you stripped me away like paint work, darling
And you picked; you picked me apart and left me in a million pieces
No need to sympathise, but try to realise this:

You’re making yourself so lonely, darling
It’s making me feel so low to know
Stop making yourself so lonely, darling, please.

So, looking back now it’s funny how
I really had the blinkers on me
Like a firework, free falling, ’til I hit the concrete floor
Where my friends picked me back up and held me, darling
It was them and the family who really got me back to hear the music
I hope you got the same and cut out the love games, cos…

You’re making yourself so lonely, darling
It’s making me feel so low to know
Stop making yourself so lonely, darling, please.

You’re making yourself so lonely, darling
It’s making me feel so low to know
Stop making yourself so lonely, darling, please.

Yes, it’s obvious, I shouldn’t really need to say this, but,
The truth is that I miss you.

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