Prism - Blondie

I'm fine, thanks for asking

I that hope you are too

I don't suppose you'd lead me on

I don't suppose you'd say the right thing

That for someone, someone else, not for me

It was written, on the wind, above was a breeze

Almost, but not really

So close, but not nearly

I don't suppose to undo what's done

I don't suppose to have ambition

That for strangers who have no intimacy

Cos' of pieces from a game that's lost at sea

Little slivers in the cracks in between

That's for someone, someone else, not for me