Making all these waves and I wonder where the days went I sit and think of you I hope the feeling's mutual I'm seeing all you gave and It somehow don't seem even close to what I'd do To break in two seems natural
These days are great There's work to do Would you like to work with me I'd love to work you These days are great and so are you I think it's something positive And negative too
Playing all these games and I wonder who's to blame it I sit and think it's you I'm sure the feelings mutual We're growing cold, I'ts getting old We should have known it's over We'll be a real team, I told you