Making all these waves
and I wonder where the days went
I sit and think of you
I hope the feeling's mutual
I'm seeing all you gave and
It somehow don't seem even close to what I'd do
To break in two seems natural

These days are great
There's work to do
Would you like to work with me
I'd love to work you
These days are great and so are you
I think it's something positive
And negative too

Playing all these games
and I wonder who's to blame it
I sit and think it's you
I'm sure the feelings mutual
We're growing cold, I'ts getting old
We should have known it's over
We'll be a real team, I told you