Your thin sickly disguise, turn red
Turn right back,
On your heels.
Marching with history books balancing on your head
It does not matter - it never will!
You turn your hand to this, to that
Turn the other cheek
Now deal your hand
Living on the breadline with £2.13 next to your name
But I still love you - I always did
Stay in your world with the things you know where it's true that:
A life without love is no life at all
A love without life is no love at all
With oceans in my eyes, I try to see,
but some woman with romantic notions written on her bedroom door
seems to be at 'one' with herself and I'm welcome no more.
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