Natalie Imbruglia

End of the third round, As I put the phone down,
Chasing the same lines, Over the old ground,
I'm pushing zero, Where is my hero,
He's out there somewhere,
Left of the middle, And your world falls down,
And your there calling out,
But it's something I can't say,
Though it seems the only way,
But it's a game that I can't play,
Not today, I got my ticket,
And I got a straight road,
But i'm passing the same signs,