Fascination

It's been seven hours long

And your shadow still hangs on

You've been two weeks gone

And so tonight I followed you home

There are so many different ways

Of collecting all the strays

The ones that get away

Old fascinations, we crave new sensations

Old fascinations, it's feeding my frustrations

It's feeding my frustrations

And I haven't got the patience

These sheets are still warm

This bed is our only home

We make arrangements over the phone

Where has all the conversation gone?

There are so many different ways

Of collecting all the strays

The ones that get away

Old fascinations, we crave new sensations

Old fascinations, it's feeding my frustrations

It's feeding my frustrations

And I haven't got the patience

Frustrations, sensations

Fascinations, fascinations

Frustrations, sensations

Fascinations, fascinations

Old fascinations, new sensations

Old fascinations, new sensations

Old fascinations, we crave new sensations

Old fascinations, it's feeding my frustrations