It’s not for the money
The hope and despair
It’s not for the leaving
Of love that was there
If it’s for the danger
A fortune beware
Leaving it all back
To somewhere the same
Those mystery games
The mystery game
The mystery game
Just like a parting
A rendezvous glass
A lust for a passion
Long may it last
Seasons have numbed me
Frome chalk to a stone
Leading us onwards
To miss or be made
Those mystery games
