Lyrics:

Music D. Greaves, K. Tizzard/Words D. Greaves)

The gray pages tell me it's tomorrow again
I looked all day Sunday for a motto again
I should of known better
I should've called you
Pretend only good days were to follow from here
I held you up close you were the model the friend
I should of known better
I should've called you
I hope I don't need cus d'amato again
Lead me around my will to follow
I hate the games we play
There's nothing in it
I'm older every day
I hope we win it
I should of called
I should've known better