Condition Chronic

Tadpole

And you turn your head and look right past me as you do

It seems impossible to me to ignore melody as you do, as you do

As you walk on past you seem to hesitate, but you don¹t respond to my smile

And you cut my heart in ribbons round me as you do.



Oh, I am enamoured of you

Oh, my condition is chronic



And will you forget my name tomorrow as you do

You have no idea how much you cause me sorrow as you do, as you do

If this moment passes you¹ll regret it always in the dark of your mind

And you turn your head and look right past me as you do.