Brainstorming chat on a telephone line i know i'm talking to a wall But i also know i should give time some time Sparkling promises ones of the kind i know i can sit on But i also know i should give time some time Pants on the floor you are one of the kind i know i can sit on But i also know that what is done is really done Dreaming of roaming and foaming adventures i know i can't move on But i also know tomorrow's another day Getting attached to a statue of ice hand-carved by unscrupulous sculptors I prefer that rather than playing with fire Filling the blanks with a boy in every port away from the day-to-day puzzle Oh i know that i could feel lonely sometimes My home sweet home was at the gypsy's I was alone in an empty living-room I've been alone for a day or two And i run away, i run away, i run away