She was silent trying to be
Like a role acted on the TV
Always knowing when to say
Wishing power a moment so that they could see
Staring in the night
A picture my room
And I think that she knew her lines
Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We'we got to get it right
We'we got to understand
Carefully watching waiting as I
Stood upon the back streets and we start to play
I was screaming louder as the
Curtains fall between us in a twisted way
Staring in the night
A picture my room
And I think that she knew her lines
Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We'we got to get it right
We'we got to understand
Placing all the questions in the
Minutes of a game we won so long ago
Dangerous and beautiful the
Radio transmission that I have to know
You could never run
You could never stay
And I think you belong to me
Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We'we got to get it right
We'we got to understand
Written by Vince Clarke (c)1981 Musical Moments Ltd./Sony Music Publishing Ltd.