Washed out in the stillness of the night Shes left searching Once again loves promise has been broken And he ignores indifferently to the rhythm of her breathing As she lights a cigarette and waits for morning Light years apart - they lie both together Like a child caught playing with matches Shes been burned again by fire And she knows shes been betrayed by her own imagination The cigarette keeps burning as she curses her desire. And she thinks Shes the only one whos lonely And she wants the world to feel sorry And shes trapped Within her own self pity And she asks: will anybody love me. And on the radio an old song sings Suggesting that love is why were living As she turns the station fast. She looks down at her lover A friend of a friend of a stranger As if his mouth might breathe an answer And she knows shes getting older The emptiness controls her And the smoke curls round her fingertips Like question marks in time The sun plays with the windows As the man wakes up beside her Silences are awkward as he reaches for his clothes And as he leaves She feels suspended, invaded and rejected The cigarette is ended Thats how her story goes Repeat And on the radio a new song sings Suggesting that love is why were living Ironically she laughs As she turns the station fast Shes given up on giving Washed out in the stillness of the night Shes left searching