Lyrics:

You suddenly don't lack words
You talk so much it's uncool
We're movin' backwards
No progress thoughts (?), you're uncool
All their talk, it's late (?) and it's talking
Think you'll prob'ly tell the leaves are brown
It gets me!
All I wanted to do was dance with you

Sometimes I wonder
If you really give a toss, man
Integrity lost, man
If you can be the bossman
All this talkin' around the point
I confess the plan: I wanna go home!
Unhealthy!
'Cause there's a lot that that we could do

All this talkin' around the point
And looking at me like that and goin' on and on
On and on and on and on, on and on

(Instrumental)

You suddenly don't lack words
You talk so much it's uncool
We're movin' backwards
No progress forwards (?), you're uncool
All this talk, it's late (?) and it's talking
Think you'll prob'ly tell the leaves are brown
It gets me!
All I wanted to do was dance with you

Talk to me of summer
It's cold and fraught (?) at that time of the year
And I don't know if I'll be here at the turning of the year