Written words on photographs scattered all around and over the floor,Coffee coloured eyes stare back saying no need to go there anymore,Hope you’d have figured out by now, what you want,Had a chat with an ethnograph, said I don't want you to lie anymore,
Pen inscriptions in paperbacks written by a hand that’s certainly sure,Hope you’d have figured out by now, what you want,Can't take a sincere path in life without hurt,Said I wouldn't return but lately I, ‘bout to go round a second time,
See off into the dark and circles say, gotta make up your mind,Written words on photographs scattered all around and over the floor (over the floor),Coffee coloured eyes stare back saying no need to go there anymore,Hope you’d have figured out by now, what you want,
Can't take a sincere path in life without hurt,Said I wouldn't return but lately I, ‘bout to go round a second time (second time),See off into the dark and circles say, gotta make up your mind,Said I wouldn't return but lately I, ‘bout to go round a second time (second time),See off into the dark and circles say, gotta make up your mind,
Oh I just thought I would say, have you tried to play a different way?Oh coz you might find, yeah it helps to make up your mind,Oh I thought I would say, have you tried to play a different way?Oh yeah this time, this time, yeah I gotta make, yeah I gotta make, up my mind.