I'm trying so hard
To keep the sides of my
Mind apart
What do you want of me?
Some things
We cannot wear on the outside
I've tried
Drawing a line
Round the edge of my heart
Where do you want to start?

Behind if I turn my back on it
I woke but I couldn't open my eyes
Behind if I turn my back on it
I spoke but all in straight lines.

I'm taking my time
And using it
And losing it
I'll see you on TV
I wrote to you
And you wrote to me
500 times but I couldn't see
The answer was in front of me
So where do you want to start?