If it hurts this much then it must be love. And it's a lottery I can't wait to draw your name, oh, I'm trying to get to you but time isn't on my side, If the truth is the worse I could do then I guess that I have lied. Kepping me awake It's been like this now for days. My heart is out at sea and my head all over the place. I'm loosing sense of time and everything tastes the same. I'll be home in a day I fear that's a month to late... That night I slept on your side of the bed so it was ready when you got home. We're like noughts and crosses in that opposites always attract.