IÂ’m supposed to leave you but all you do is call me
When I go, I think about the good times, the things we do for loveÂ…
ItÂ’s four to five on the bedside light, itÂ’s summer so itÂ’s light outside,
But I refuse to move, refuse to sleep, refuse to admit that youÂ’re not for meÂ…

You might believe that all I do is wrong, I need you baby,
YouÂ’re always there for meÂ…
The summer's gone and the autumn's come but still I lie alone,
But I refuse to move, refuse to sleep, refuse to admit that youÂ’re not for meÂ…

ItÂ’s funny how you view the world,
ItÂ’s all about the right to know,
ItÂ’s funny how the seasons donÂ’t quite explain the reasons why they changeÂ…

ItÂ’s about time to go now so I wonÂ’t hang around.
ThereÂ’s someone upstairs shouting out or could it be a songÂ…?
I try to walk out through the door, ‘cos I’ve got things to do…
But I refuse to move, refuse to sleep, refuse to admit that youÂ’re not for meÂ…

ItÂ’s funny how you view the world,
ItÂ’s all about the right to know,
ItÂ’s funny how the seasons donÂ’t quite explain the reasons why they changeÂ…