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