Teksty: Kathryn Williams. Old Low Light. No One Takes You Home.

Nnow is the time to find out why you?re buying everything
Now is the time to find out why you sigh at everything
You dress your self up to the top of your knickers
And you smell so good it's like a box of chocolates
But no one takes you home
No one takes you home

You?ve watched all the romance on the television
It?s too much to bear you've got to get a new sort of vision
You?ve done your best at the gym you've got your lip-gloss on
You?re going to the doctors to see if it's a medical problem
'Cause no one takes you home
No one takes you home

It?s breakfast, it's lunchtime, it's dinnertime
Spent with all those women?s magazines
That tell you you?re not as fine as you look
To yourself in the mirror
In the morning when you smile
To get yourself out of the door
To give life why can?t life give you some more?
'Cause no one takes you home