She Never Said - The Church

I’m not exact but I’m not insane

I clutched at someone in the dark again

It’s so hard to remember her name she never said

It was in a story that I wanted to write

The details weren’t important, the plot was slight

No-one asked what happened that night she never said

Get out of bed, pull on a shoe

I’ve got a notion what we ought to do Here’s a number you can try to ring

I’m still thinking about all the things she never said

I parked my car by some memories

And told my story to the laughing trees

They don’t know what’s wrong with me, she never said

All the letters had the wrong address

Did you notice who cleared up the mess

What the date was is anybody’s guess she never said