Reconnect - Director

I’m tired of sitting round the house

I’m tired of doing well without

I want to reconnect with you

I’m tracing patterns on the wall

Where I’m projecting a phonecall

That I had yesterday with you

And I forget just what I meant

When I said whatever I said

That wasn’t me, that was just talking

And I’ll admit that from the start

I was alone, you stole my heart

That was as far as I could see

Sweet talking gets me off the hook

Returns the liberties I took

And all you have to say is «fine»

And I’ll continue as I do

I look to everything but you

I am assuming you are mine

My memory’s playing round the clock

Your voice is telling me to stop

My hands are working by themselves

My brain is dead, my heart is cold

I’m shaking, fear is taking hold

But I am feeling something else

There’s something running down my face

My things are lying round the place

I want to reconnect with you

I’m tracing pictures on the wall

I wonder why you haven’t called

I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you