Out of Sight lyrics

Got your messages Friday night, made my way down to the coast So we go dancing Saturday night, Sunday live on tea and toast But when you’re out of sight am I out of mind? All the letters that I write every lonely Wednesday night When you’re out of sight am I out of mind? All the lines I never send, cos we don’t want to pretend? Small town Saturdays at the old arcade In a look your fate is made I’ve got my life and (baby) you’ve got yours Love’s not everything of course But when you’re out of sight am I out of mind? All the letters that I write every lonely Wednesday night When I’m out of sight am I out of mind? All the lines I never send, can we make it in the end?