Thinking clearly never came,
As easy as it did for you,
Driving this route out of town,
I wish you were still around,
And in the dead of night I always,
wondered whether you were [bad word] 
Someone better than myself,
An offer you just cant turn down,
morning fight,
And a wasted night,
You crept back to your room [bad word] along back to your new man

Limassol, hold on I couldn't trap you,
We're gonna head for new horizons,
Limassol

When its all good keep things close at hand

I could never bear to hear you, [bad word] against the tide,
Promises I couldn't keep,
I couldn't admit I was in too deep
Saw the lights on in your window,
Even though they'd said you'd gone,
The darker nights [bad word] again,
Quicker than the year before
morning fight,
wasted night,
You slipped back to your room

You [bad word] away back to your new man

Limassol, hold on I could never catch you,
We're gonna head for new horizons,
Limassol

When its all good keep things close at hand,
When its all good you've gotta keep things close at hand