On my own, telegenic
The winds with day
Dessert love
On my own, telegenic
Let my white canvas on the coast
And through my mobile phone
Into the sea
I can't help
Be cold or raced
Fishing of heaven
No one around for miles
Cut the wires and the cables
That run under the sea
Who's a lie, who's a clue
In the house where I was
These days I just want to be alone
These days I just want to be alone
I cannot remember
The rules of prayer
I cannot remember
Of what I'd have had
I cannot recall
My best friend's days
And eyes on our lines
Cut the wires and the cables
That run under the sea
Who's a lie, who's a clue
In the house where I was
These days I just want to be alone
These days I just want to be alone
Cut the wires and the cables
That run under the sea
These days I just want to be alone
These days I just want to be alone
Cut the wires and the cables
That run under the sea
Who's a lie, who's a clue
In the house where I was
These days I just want to be alone
My friend, my friend, my friend
Cut the wires and the cables
Cut the wires and the cables
Cut the wires and the cables
Cut the wires and the cables
