Lyrics:

At my worst I'm a terrorist of love
At my best I'm the king of compassion
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right

Oh where is my love
For I won't be coming home tonight

In a maze of indecision
And a drought of action in the mind
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right

Oh where is my love
Does she think of me in the dead of the night
Oh where is my love
For I won't be coming home tonight

The dawn sings a to me
Says the sun is coming for you and me
Our dreams will all unfold, pick the thread up
And sow sows sow sow sow sow sow sow sow

From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see mee right

Oh where is my love
Does she think of me in the dead of night
Oh where is my love
For I won't be coming home tonight