It used to be I touched you
You melted and you sighed
But now you wince with muscle pain
I wish I hadn’t tried
It used to be a certainty
Now we’re quite near the edge.
And everything’s a gamble
And all our bets are hedged
And all you tell me is how happy you think I must be.
Perhaps we’re dying on our feet,
Or maybe it’s just me.
Maybe it’s just me.
I used to be I saw you
You twinkled and you smiled.
Now you give me the world weary
While I sail up denial.
We’re riding on the past
Around an old well trodden course.
I’ve nothing left to sell you
So I’m flogging this dead horse
And all you tell me is how happy you think I must be.
Perhaps we’re dying on our feet
Or maybe it’s just me
Maybe it’s just me
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