we've talked end talked
and talked and talked and talked and talked
we've even touched, but, you know
only like the doctors touch
i can't understand why, why
we keep skating around
when we've got the chance
to slide out of this town
we keep breaking ice
then letting it freeze
you call it progress
but it's really retreat
to stay skating around
when we've got the chance
to melt this town
where in the world are we going?
you're using the old rules
i'm learning the new
whenever we meet it's like an interview
i turn out excuses to be standing around
you know and you care
but you ration me.
it's so hard to believe
you're so in love with the new, 'cos
you expect to be led
you're taught to follow me through
but, no, i'll stay where i am
i'm as frightened as you
i'm more frightened than you
where in the world are we going?
it all depends if you want to move on
dick witts 