Matter of Fact
Matter of Fact
Don't bother asking me what I'm doing here
Standing in the hall, drinking in the atmosphere
As a matter of fact I had nothing else to do
Yes, I've changed my mind about mixing with this crowd
All right, I confess, I'll shout it out aloud
As a matter of fact I'm waiting for you
Sometimes there's hunger in my heart
Only you can relieve it
Yes, sometimes this good life falls apart
Some take too little, some tale a lot
I'm only trying to hang onto what I've got
I miss your common sense, I've missed your comedy
I've missed the innocence you kept reserved for me
As a matter of fact I'm still in love with you
And sometimes it scares me to death
This bad communication
Sometimes it takes away my breath
Some people act on impulse, some need to rehearse
Me, I'm just standing here (All) frozen by love's curse
And it's a poor substitute, living with a memory
You can't beat flesh and blood for curing misery
Come home with me tonight, I'm asking you to
So don't bother asking me what I'm doing here
Standing in the doorway, drowning in this atmosphere
As a matter of fact I'm waiting for you
Sometimes there's this hunger in my heart
And only you can relieve it
Yes, sometimes, when it starts to fall apart
Some take too little, some they take a lot
Me, I'm trying to hang on to what we've got
Don't bother asking me what I'm doing here
Standing in the hall, drinking in the atmosphere
As a matter of fact I had nothing else to do
Yes, I've changed my mind about mixing with this crowd
All right, I confess, I'll shout it out aloud
As a matter of fact I'm waiting for you
Sometimes there's hunger in my heart
Only you can relieve it
Yes, sometimes this good life falls apart
Some take too little, some tale a lot
I'm only trying to hang onto what I've got
I miss your common sense, I've missed your comedy
I've missed the innocence you kept reserved for me
As a matter of fact I'm still in love with you
And sometimes it scares me to death
This bad communication
Sometimes it takes away my breath
Some people act on impulse, some need to rehearse
Me, I'm just standing here (All) frozen by love's curse
And it's a poor substitute, living with a memory
You can't beat flesh and blood for curing misery
Come home with me tonight, I'm asking you to
So don't bother asking me what I'm doing here
Standing in the doorway, drowning in this atmosphere
As a matter of fact I'm waiting for you
Sometimes there's this hunger in my heart
And only you can relieve it
Yes, sometimes, when it starts to fall apart
Some take too little, some they take a lot
Me, I'm trying to hang on to what we've got
Credits
Writer(s): Kev Fitzpatrick
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