The same film
Vivid pictures like a wall that's standing empty
And the night so still
Such a small affair, a relapse
Someone closing like the nightclub door
Here again and when you speak I watch you move away
And seem so sure
She is hoping to forget
And the moment almost slips away
When the colours move apart
And I wonder if you want to stay
And I need to change you
Like the words I'm reading
Don't you understand
This the warning and the message
I remember as you touch my hand
