What if I told you I love you. What if I called you with rhyme. In this world there's nothing that's left. Well nothing that's new. What if I told you without you. Loving is limply a lie. Although she moves into the night. O tell me your mine. Please say it's true. O shame is over. I was the light and the days of them all. Well push me over. I'm flat on my back and having a ball. And just look who's laughing. What if I flew like a dove dear. What if I would you in rhythm. There's nothing left. Nothing that's good left for me now. O I'll just go and sleep with strangers. I'll live like a lord in a tower. 'Cos in the city there's too much air. That I can't dream at night. Well not anymore. O shame it's over. It been such fun and we had a ball. Well push me over. But I'll be the last of people to fall. Well just look who's laughing. O shame it's over. How like a cow bloated on grass. Well push me over. Me on my back and you on your arse. Such a shame it's all over. There are so few days left to grasp. So push me over. We on our back and you on your lazy arse. Well just look whose laughing.