| In the middle of the night I hear you |
| Talking in your sleep the same old story |
| All I know it’s not me, you’ve been talking to |
| All the wishes, all the joy and wonder |
| Sleeping with the fishes six feet under |
| All I want |
| Can’t be done, |
| Locked without a key |
| Ohhh, where you going now? |
| Don’t let your heart run out on me |
| Don’t set the horses free |
| We never laid it on the line |
| No time |
| No warning sign |
| In the middle of the day I find you |
| Turning round the tables and turning |
| Off your mind in rewind |
| You can’t find a silent night |
| All the paper lying on the ground |
| Burning pages and those spinning heads |
| Is something wrong |
| In their lives? |
| We need paradise |
| Oohh, where you going wrong? |
| Don’t let your heart run out on me |
| Don’t set the horses free |
| We never laid it on the line |
| No time |
| No warning sign |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going wrong? |
| Where you going? |
| Don’t let your heart run out on me |
| Don’t set the horses free |
| We never laid it on the line |
| No time |
| No warning sign |