THE GAME (Andy Dunne - IMRO)

1.
All of my reasons for blocking the sun,
They hold no importance when the evening comes,
Hatred survives while the rest of us die,
Hatred becomes our link to goodbye.

Chorus:
It's a game of two halves, your place or mine,
You bring the bottle and I'll pour the wine,
Then watch carefully as the sun lays to rest,
All of our sacrifice is for the best.

2.
All of the people who ever shone bright,
Have all lost their sparkle and vanished from sight,
No matter how hard they try to come back,
For ever they'll walk in loneliness, black.

3.
So believe me when I tell you , I've met you before,
A million times you've stood at my door,
And a million times I've welcomed you in,
Not knowing the night was about to begin.

Last Chorus:
It's a game of two halves, your place or mine,
But this time it's over, so there'll be no wine,
Ah! Watch carefully as the sun again shines,
All of your sacrifice has never been mine.