Our relationship is slipping, slipping on the ice   I'm in need of some wise words, words of advice   All I ever do is anything but talk to you, but I need to now      Without electricity, we'd watch tv by candlelight   And you never talk to me, and I just don't think that is right      We could go play mini golf or go for walks in the park   We could go and see movie, we'd kiss in the dark   This will never last, the physical it comes too fast, and the rest too slow      Feeling unfulfilled is what I'm getting used to feeling   And even if the power goes out, we'd leave the tv blaring   Can't hold a conversation, diary pages are left empty   Is it the physical attraction that left me like this diary