Games, we play To say what's not been said Change, we say That book's been late to bed And we've read it like All I've got to say I really really miss my shot at saying I know I'll turn the page I really won't care And I really won't let you down (Yeah) And I really won't stare And I really won't turn around (Yeah) I can fear The bells, they'll ring alone And I can hear The shells beneath our toes And we're running like All I've got to say I really really miss my shot at saying I know I'll turn the page I really won't care And I really won't let you down (Yeah) And I really won't stare And I really won't turn around (Yeah) Ooh ooh ooh ooh oooooh Oooooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I can almost hear you crying And I can almost see you laying next to me Better love with story books and all those cliche'd storys you'd say (Happy ever after was before we wrote this chapter) I really won't care And I really won't let you down And I really won't stare And I really won't turn around And I really won't care And I really won't let you down And I really won't stare And I really won't turn around (Yeah, oh) All I've got to say I really really miss my shot at saying I know I'll turn the page