Counterpoint
Late at night
I'll run through the streets and empty corridors
I'll find my counterpoint
Inside a red room locked behind a door
I keep holding my head up, holding it up
Holding my head up
Holding it up
And you just don't come back around
It seems to me that we will never be
And tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Just tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Late at night
I'll run through the streets and empty corridors
I'll find my counterpoint
Inside a red room locked behind a door
Behind a door
And someone tell me
Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Just tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Everything I want
Everything I know
Suddenly gone
And tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
And someone tell me
Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Today, today, today
Today
Today
Today
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, oh
And someone tell me
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
I'll run through the streets and empty corridors
I'll find my counterpoint
Inside a red room locked behind a door
I keep holding my head up, holding it up
Holding my head up
Holding it up
And you just don't come back around
It seems to me that we will never be
And tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Just tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Late at night
I'll run through the streets and empty corridors
I'll find my counterpoint
Inside a red room locked behind a door
Behind a door
And someone tell me
Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Just tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Everything I want
Everything I know
Suddenly gone
And tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
And someone tell me
Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong
Nothing's wrong today
Today, today, today
Today
Today
Today
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, oh
And someone tell me
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Boardman, James Cook, Matthew Cocksedge
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