If the Good Lord Had Intended Us to Walk He Wouldn't Have Invented Rollerskates Lyrics

Cast off, bombs away,
I'm hopelessly underpaid.
You're going travelling,
I'm not moving away,
Will you wait for me?
'Cause I can't sleep,
'Cause I've been thinking of all the things that you'll be doing without me
A postcard from time to time
Is no consolation prize,
Nor is it any peace of mind for me.

I can't help but not trust you.

This isn't fun,
I can't begin thinking of things,
You're going to end up leaving me.
This isnt fun, this isnt fun.
This was never going to be easy.

Water, water everywhere but not a drop to drink,
I think with all these holes we bear it's likely we will sink.
Sink, sink, sink.
This isn't fun,
I can't begin thinking of things,
You're going to end up leaving me.
This isnt fun, this isnt fun.

Cast off, bombs away,
I'm hopelessly underpaid,
You went travelling,
Well that's ok,
Where does that leave me?

Now I can't sleep.