The clock in the bedroom is ten minutes fastYou can't hear the radio when the worries go pastI've been here since after midnightWondering if you might manage to get home eventuallyDarling, perhaps next time you collapseCollapse a little closer to meAll rightEach time I look into your eyesThere can be no mistakeI don't know whyI try to hide the things that you sayTrains run past the back doorThey make the whole house shakeThe cats round the dustbin seem to keep us awayYou've been up all night by all accountsTaking drugs in Roger MountainThank you for watchingI'll end up walking homeAt forty-five degreesDarling, perhaps next time you collapseCollapse a little closer to meWondering if you might manage to get home eventuallyDarling, perhaps next time you collapseCollapse a little closer to meDarling, perhaps next time you collapse