It seems there's always been
Somebody on my mind
I wouldn't be happy if there weren't
Always something to hope for
Or someone to long for
Though every time I get my fingers burnt
I throw my love around
From one soul to the next
Can't stand to be lonely or without
Chasing some dream of love
But only chasing my tail
Seems that's what this year's been all about
Maybe when
I stop racing around
Maybe when
I stop chasing some cloud
Maybe then
I'll find what I need
Maybe then
You'll catch up with me
Yeah you'll catch up with me
I think I've had my fill
Of the messed up rebound jobs
And some dubious scrapes I won't now mention
There must be some way
I can find some faith in me
And stop being so damn grateful for the attention
Cos even when the interest
Comes from the uninteresting
I'm always such a sucker for temptation
The fire inside burns brightly
(If not for very long)
Not so much this year's love as this month's infatuation
Maybe when
I stop racing around
Maybe when
I stop chasing some cloud
Maybe then
I'll find what I need
Maybe then
You'll catch up with me
Yeah you'll catch up with me
Maybe when
I stop racing around
Maybe when
I stop chasing some cloud
Maybe then
I'll find what I need
Maybe then
You'll catch up with me
Yeah you'll catch up with me
