Transfer Affection - A Flock of Seagulls

Hold on, hold on

I'm trying to transfer affection,

Trying to feel factor four.

Trying to change my direction,

To go where I was once before.

Don't try to tell me now that I'm out here on my own;

And there's no way to carry on.

Don't try to tell me that there's nothing left to hide;

Nothing inside.

I'm trying to break all connections,

Burning a hole in my heart.

Trying to transfer affection

Is starting to tear me apart.

Don't try to tell me now that I'm out here on my own;

And there's no way to carry on.

Don't try to tell me that there's nothing left to hide;

Nothing inside.

Don't try to tell me now that I'm out here on my own;

And there's no way to carry on.

Don't try to tell me that there's nothing left to hide;

Nothing inside.

I'm tired, but then on reflection,

It's so hard to open my eyes;

To try reaching out for affection,

It's so hard to break the disguise.

Hold on, hold on

Typed by John Manfreda