John Foxx A Blurred Girl
I'm taking nothing It's not my way It's almost summer now This bed's been made Some time ago a figure strolled Along the esplanade Changing in the mist and light Underneath the green arcades Chorus: A blurred girl A blurred girl Are we running still? Or are we standing still? Are we running still? Or are we standing still? Standing so close Never quite touching Standing so close Never quite touching (Chorus) Wounded in sleep again The sequences move by me A million miles across the room A tearing sound of smiling We're fixing distances on maps And echo paths in crowds The light from other windows Falls across me now (Chorus) Standing so close Never quite touching Standing so close Never quite touching (Repeat and fade)
