I'm taking nothing  It's not my way  It's almost summer now  This bed's been made  Some time ago a figure strolled  Along the esplanade  Changing in the mist and light  Underneath the green arcades  Chorus:  A blurred girl  A blurred girl  Are we running still?  Or are we standing still?  Are we running still?  Or are we standing still?  Standing so close  Never quite touching  Standing so close  Never quite touching  (Chorus)  Wounded in sleep again  The sequences move by me  A million miles across the room  A tearing sound of smiling  We're fixing distances on maps  And echo paths in crowds  The light from other windows  Falls across me now  (Chorus)  Standing so close  Never quite touching  Standing so close  Never quite touching (Repeat and fade)