It's so strange he doesn't show me more affection than he needs Almost formal, too respectful, never takes romantic leads There are times when I imagine I'm not always on his mind He's not thinking what I'm thinking, always half a beat behind Always half a beat behind I'm in every kind of trouble, can't you tell, just look at me Half ecstatic, half dejected, all in all I'm all at sea Easy turns I thought I wanted, fill me now with chilling dread You can never know the chaos, of a life turned on it's head Of a life turned on it's head Take a little time to panic, shake off your complacent state I know all I ever wished to, of a life destroyed by fate It's so strange you never notice anything but where you are Step outside your gleaming prison, or is that a step too far Or is that a step too far