You should take it back in no circumstance I understand, Remember the man on the street is wrong again
I used to think I knew something that No - one else knew I was a fool When a lonely voice in a lonely town Just couldn’t tell I should have helped out
And the times you’d wait Outside the Corn Exchange With ghosts and rain You were lost when the cloud came down My friend
When a loved one’s dead You look at the sky In a different way, but that’s ok Cos perfect things still can break your heart that’s not to say I’d ever change that