Text: MI6. Lunchbox. 1-900.

[acoustic intro:] hello, can i talk to you a minute ?
how ya doin, i'm fine
i haven't seen your pretty face for quite some time
you're building walls around you
the tension now is showing
do you want to keep this, whole thing, going ?

last night...
i went to a place
on the other side of loneliness where everybody wore your face
last night...
i went to a place
it was far away from here, where the pain would all soon disappear

well, i know...
a place where it's at
come with me, i'm sure you'll see, the broken chair where i once sat
and, you know...
that things will never be the same
but i won't surrender now, i won't be calling you, i won't play your games