Lyrics:

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 fascination
It's state of mind
And frustration it's state of mind
Frustrations in our heart
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 fascination
It's feeding my
Frustration
It's feeding my
Frustrations in our heart
Haven't got the patience

And Frustrations
Sensations
And Fascinations
And Fascinations

And Frustrations
Sensations
And Fascinations
And Fascinations

Old fascinations
New sensations
Old fascinations
New sensations
Old fascinations we crave
New sensations
Old fascination
It's feeding my
Frustrations