Siamese کے بول

Too late, too tired My eyes were open yours were wide You looked for the sympathy that I Couldn't find for you again tonight Too late, although I tried I knew the distance was all too wide I feel you reaching out for me but I Couldn't be with you again tonight I find myself thinking How much easier it would be If you, and me, were Siamese You call me late at night You tell me all, the heartache in your life I do my best to sympathise but I Haven't got a clue what you're going through Maybe I never will Maybe I never really will Maybe I never will Maybe I never really will And I find myself thinking How much easier it would be If you, and me, were Siamese Maybe I never will Maybe I never really will Maybe I never will Maybe I never really will