Wondering

We were so pretty now is this it

You and I are too young for this

No blood no lust or spit

But still there is something there to play upon

A flash of instant thereabouts youll miss it and its gone

But still its good to be in love with someone

When you’ve always had to be with no one.

She said everyones a story of their own

But if we don’t leave now well find ourselves with no way home

And so we strolled on all bangered and confused

At first it wasn’t pretty but we soon undid that rouse so

Now we got something in many other ways

All the boys together and a knees up on the way

Still its good to be in love with someone

When you’ve always had to be with no one.

She said everyone’s a story of their own

But if we dont leave now well find ourselves with no way home

Find ourselves with no way home

And it occurred to me, I think on Lambeth Road

There’s no more need to question life

Or cry for what I’m owed

And now its over so now its done

The English sun is setting and the rude boys on the run oh

Still its good to be in love with someone

When you’ve always had to be with no one.

Still I need you to remind me every day

The lives and loves weve lost and broken on the way

Heres to tomorrow and the lonely streets well roam

But if we don’t leave now well find ourselves with no way home

Just to think were almost home