Written by ： Fahey Siobhan Maire Deirdre/Hodgens Robert/Stewart David Allan

There goes the year

In doctor's bills and sleeping pills

Too many years

Have I been interned

I miss the flames

In which I was burned

When I say I miss you

When I say I miss you

Do I scare you

Do I scare you

Do I I probably do

I rest my case

The child dies at thirty five

I could be lying here

In the time it takes you to arrive

I could be crying I could be dying

Oh I could be lying

Oh I could be lying

When I say I miss you

When I say I miss you

Do I scare you

Do I scare you

Do I I probably do

I probably do

When I say I miss you

When I say I miss you

I probably do