Lost Cat

                                  Lost cat in Arthur Street, black and white

If you go, I'll come without a fight

I'm sick of hearing damning words 

Of you come cursing through my head

And I'm too proud to sit here,

Chasing time, wasting things we shared,

Or thought we had.



You said, I'm you digging a home

Truth is, you left a long time ago

But you can turn it on and play the innocent, Though you've been caught.

And I'm too proud to sit here, 

Saying everything is how it was.

Never been this sure.

Take it from where you want to grow, 

There's always tomorrow.

I'd rather have you smile than have you fall, 

No matter where you go.



Ten men in trial of love succeed 

All those in Arthur Street will walk free.

And you can turn it on and play 

At anything you ever wanted to.

Cause you're not dull and I'm not strong 

Enough to carry on wondering

How we're gonna see this through.