At the party what was happening With the colour that was dazzling And the passport smiles making everything worthwhile Shining offering a show
They can have their fame and holidays I will try to think of other ways What is bad I know and the good is hard to show But I'm hoping for a time
We could dream about a pretty place You could stare into a stranger's face All in awe of her charm, then whisper false alarm Still they kick around the town
But if not for you Then I mightn't do the things I wanted to And if not for me... Wait and see, wait and see...
I will not be proud of jewellery But it's okay you can visit me On the steps of my door, tell the truth and nothing more Magic over broken ground
But my doorstep has seen better days People stay away it's out of place 'Cos it's all gone wrong to be truthful as a song Footsteps dirty in the snow