Текст песни: OMD. International.

Now and then
A little thing gets by
Now and then
we'll cry

Like a fall in a war
Like a mother's open arms
Like a pawn in a game
Hard to take
There we sit in a line
Wasting fortunes at a time
And pray

All the time we are gone
There's no reason
There's no way
Oh the sound is the one
So they say
There we sit on a line
Wasting fortunes at a time
And play

She never thought
He'd be this way
Her arms aloft
She holds
But now it's all a memory
And it's gone