Ian:
Sitting in a room, waiting here for you nothing ever changes
Monica:
Sitting in a room, feeling all this gloom, hyping all this squages
Both:
Suddenly you're here beside me
Monica:
Haven't seen you in 3 years
Ian:
2 and ¾ but who the hell is counting
Monica:
Feel the tension mounting
Ian:
You're not throwing up in there?
Monica:
No, I don't do that anymore
Ian:
So glad it's true
Monica:
It's mad to see you
Both:
Suddenly you're here beside me
Sitting in a room
Monica:
I had this dream that I'm locked in a room
And I can't get out, I can't get out
Ian:
I have this dream I'm locked out a room
And I can't get in
Monica:
And I can't get out
Ian:
And I can't get in
Monica:
I can't get out
Ian:
Sitting in a room, waiting here for you, nothing ever changes
Monica:
Images of you, images of us
Rooms to grow, rooms to breathe in
Both:
Suddenly, you're here beside me
Same old to and fro
Like our first hello
All those rooms a-glow
