Ball of confusion

Because of this:

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground. 
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

There is this:

I never ever stopped wondering

wondering if you still think of us

I don't need a photograph

'Cause you've never left my mind

No you've never left my mind

But it shouldn't be.

It wouldn't be.

It won't.