A butterfly in the sitting room. Sudden sneezing overhead. Dragonflies skim the swimming pool. The dog is barking to be fed. And it won't be long. 'til we get the news. Though I'll soon be gone. I'll be the sucker who's. always had the most to lose. when we get this news. Pheasants scatter rabbits flee. a car departing in the rain. On the flight path a 747. Round the bend a rocky lane. And it won't be long. 'til we get the news. Though I could be wrong. I bet I'm the one who's left. with the tears and the telephoned threat. who'll always be the most in debt. when we get the news. Baby baby did I ever tell you. that I worked out where I went wrong?