On the phone you spoke
Picking bones with my friends and lovers
You said, ‘I think you´re living in a bubble, darling´
So, I thought it through and thought that maybe you could be on to something
After all, we all have our little blind spots, don´t we?
And I looked´ I took a good look around me, darling
And we stepped, we took a good step away from familiar humdrum
Such unforgettable and truly magical times

Stop! There I go again, like a fool, trying to paint the perfect picture
It´s easy to romanticise when you´re in the distance, darling
But it wasn´t easy was it, I mean, you never really seemed truly happy
And there I was, drunk in love and drowning on a daydream, daily
As you stripped, you stripped me away like paint work, darling
And you picked; you picked me apart and left me in a million pieces
No need to sympathise, but try to realise this:

You´re making yourself so lonely, darling
It´s making me feel so low to know
Stop making yourself so lonely, darling, please.

So, looking back now it´s funny how
I really had the blinkers on me
Like a firework, free falling, ´til I hit the concrete floor
Where my friends picked me back up and held me, darling
It was them and the family who really got me back to hear the music
I hope you got the same and cut out the love games, cos…

You´re making yourself so lonely, darling
It´s making me feel so low to know
Stop making yourself so lonely, darling, please.

You´re making yourself so lonely, darling
It´s making me feel so low to know
Stop making yourself so lonely, darling, please.

Yes, it´s obvious, I shouldn´t really need to say this, but,
The truth is that I miss you.