THINK ABOUT IT

Well, I called you yesterday morning
And there was no one to pick it up
And I was standing in the phone-box
Waiting for the tease to stop

So I
Went down to Deep House
To listen to some crappy stuff
Had a drink and then some more
So I couldnīt think of love

I know you longer then you might remember
Itīs such a long time that itīs useless to say
But I still donīt know 
what I ought to think about you today

You leave just to come right back
And to go away once again
Oh how I wish I could hear something more 
Than just, “Hello, old friend.”

Let the guns ring out
Let them judge the night
Let them make it all right

Let the madness begin
Let us lose let us win
And let it happen tonight

Think about it, think about it….

 I get tired of all the waffling 
īBout business, life and shit
And Iīm sure you, wise guys,
will soon realize 
That fires donīt stop burning once theyīre lit

First you hug and then you walk away
And then you leave it for another time
But the time just never comes
And I canīt figure out why

But itīs still so cool
So cool to see you again

With a stone in your hand
You force me to be just your friend
What a wonderful way

Just an empty frame
Because nobody came
Then thereīs nothing to say

Think about it, think about it…