It's been 7 hours long

And your shadow still hangs on

You've been 2 weeks gone

And so tonight I followed you home

There are so many different ways

Of collecting all the strays

The ones that get away

Old fascinations we crave new sensations

Old fascination is feeding my frustration

It's feeding my frustrations

And I haven't got the patience

These sheets are still warm

This bed is our only home

We make arrangements over the phone

Where has all the conversation gone

There are so many different ways

Of collecting all the strays

The ones that get away

Old fascinations we crave new sensations

Old fascination is feeding my frustration

It's feeding my frustrations

And I haven't got the patience

Frustrations

Sensations

And fascinations

And fascinations

Frustrations

Sensations

And fascinations

And fascinations

Old frustrations

New sensations

Old fascinations

New sensations

Old frustrations we crave

New sensations

Old fascinations it's feeding my frustrations