Lyrics:

Can we call it a day?
Now would that be ok?
Can we just go our own separate ways? - ways
'Cos I'm cold and wet
And I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze - maze

I stumble around
Try to follow the sound
Then something takes hold of my hand - my hand
If we cause such a mess
And I'd venture to guess
That you concocted this plan - plan

I don't know what to do
'Cos it's always been you
Who helps me to make up my mind - my mind
But I stake my life
And swear by this knife
That it's all by your design - design

Enough has been said
It goes 'round in my head
Until I break down and cry - and cry
I wouldn't be surprised
If that look in your eyes
Was your way of saying goodbye
Goodbye

Can we call it a day?
Now would that be ok?
Can we just go our own separate ways? - ways
'Cos I'm cold and wet
And I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze - maze

My hand

You concocted this plan - plan
I don't know what to do
'Cos it's always been you
Who helps me to make up my mind - my mind
But I stake my life
And swear by this knife
That it's all by your design - design