a flock of seagulls
transfer affection
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