Too late, too tired
My eyes were open yours were wide
You looked for the sympathy that I
Couldn't find for you again tonight
Too late, although I tried
I knew the distance was all too wide
I feel you reaching out for me but I
Couldn't be with you again tonight
I find myself thinking
How much easier it would be
If you, and me, were
Siamese
You call me late at night
You tell me all, the heartache in your life
I do my best to sympathise but I
Haven't got a clue what you're going through
Maybe I never will
Maybe I never really will
Maybe I never will
Maybe I never really will
And I find myself thinking
How much easier it would be
If you, and me, were
Siamese
Maybe I never will
Maybe I never really will
Maybe I never will
Maybe I never really will
