Style Council, The

I don't know why, I went missing
It could have been the call of night
It could have been a change of mind.
I don't know why, I went missing
And though lost I found myself
Where I had been all the time.
When the clock chimes I shall be gone
But judge not the action but what went wrong
I'm no saint but I'm no sinner
That's one of the reasons why, I went missing.
Took me off to somewhere nice
a night at half bored in paradise.
There's plenty more I could have kissed
And those who wanted it - I could of resist
But I blamed myself for this out of town kissing
I made up an excuse of why I went missing.
But truth as in fiction is sometimes strained
And love and contradiction have a part to play
I once blamed myself now I blame you
Why I went missing is a fictional truth.