Can't run, never could I'm no athlete Can't run, I never could Not a natural athlete Can't keep company You're on the A-Team Far ahead of me Forever fifteen In it, a bad dream Can't run, never could, it's no good Can't run, I never could stay put I am lost in the void I'm looking for you You're no longer amused I see you in the waiting room In a low moon In a attitude Incomplete I lose it, I lose it You come on boy like bruises, bruises, bruises Impatient, I have fallen from the way You don't look at me straight anymore It's tragic, it's tragic To think we had it, had it, had it You don't know the half of it The dark of it When I think to the start of it Tell me Do you recall? Have you any memory? Do you recall? Have you any memory? Of the waiting room Of a low moon Giving a little attitude Incomplete