Tired Of Working It Out

You know what it's like, expectations, from everywhere,
I expect the sun to shine from here and over there;
when it doesn't happen you get uptight with a fright,
especially when some things just disappear out of sight.

I thought you'd come but you didn't appear in the mist,
it seems ages now, not even yesterday since we kissed;
we do things straightaway but you know miracles take longer,
you get greedy, avaricious and want to satisfy your hunger.

I'm not so bad, it's not very often that I get kinda fazed,
but when you do, taken aback, tend to be a bit dazed;
we be philosophical, somewhat mystical, nicely magical,
because when you're not here, image always colourful.

All part of life but not if what you do is unacceptable,
when tired of working it out is no longer regrettable.