Betwixt and between,
The fantastic dream,
And the fear,
D‘ya wonder where she is,
This afternoon?
And does it get on your nerves,
Make you slightly perturbed,
That there‘s things that you don‘t know about her?
And even the places that she‘s never been with yer,
seem awful empty without her.
You can‘t look into those eyes,
Down no telephone line,
What if you were right first time? [x2]
(instrumental)
Betwixt and between,
The fantastic dream,
And the fear,
D‘ya wonder where she is,
This afternoon.
And with the needle in groove
is there all to prove
and they tell me are your feet still tapping?
i know theres a first for a trip over the water
what is the worst that could happen?
You can‘t look into those eyes,
Down no telephone line,
What if you were right first time?.