Yes I know you're unhappy. Yes I know you've been crying. Can't you see by my eyes. That I've been crying too. But you'll have to scream louder. Because no one is listening.
I've searched for love and I've searched for truth. But I must admit I've almost given up trying. So many things I said in haste. And now I'm scared of my own emotions.
Emily cries in her bedroom at night. Dreams in her sleep of the boy that she loves. Letters he sent will she treasure before. Scattered in pieces on her bedroom floor.
So frightened, so worried. So cold and it's raining. My naive illusions. Distraught by confusion. You're laughing, I'm crying. Outside it's still raining.
In the past I always tried. But I never got amongst the glittering prizes. I put it down to confidence. Or something trendy like an emotional complex.
She's had lovers. She's had diamond rings. She's been driven in French sportscars. She's been everywhere there is to be seen. And they call her. The girl who had everything.
The girls all dressed like Kathy McGowan. Wearing make up by Mary Quant. The boys all dressed in velvet hipsters. Pointed shoes, high bouffants. . There's one boy who catches her eye.
Sometimes just to see you smile. Would make it all worthwhile. Sometimes just to be with you. Would be all I need. Then I'd have everything. I could ever need.
I don't want a girl who hangs on every word I say. Who shows me off to her parents over roast beef on Sunday. I don't want a girl who thinks she has to fake.
Silly girl, wasn't you a silly girl?. Silly girl, what have you done now?. . You ran away on a train to Crewe. Such a silly thing to do. Your parents are worried about you.
Love's a thousand things. Everyone a precious thing. Love's a thousand dreams. Everyone a mystery. . Someone stole her dream today. She'd saved it for a rainy day.
It's so sad to wave you goodbye. So say you won't cry when I'm gone. And I promise you I won't be long. Don't be scared to look outside the crowd. To shout your name out loud.
It's yours to take. It's all for free. It's yours to take. It's all for free. It's yours to take. . Would you like to come with me. On a psychedelic holiday?.
Mrs. Brown wakes up every morning. She takes the milk from her doorstep. Puts on a pair of faded carpet slippers. And walks a painful mile to the launderette.
If I had a ladder I'd climb up to the sky. And take my paintbox with me to paint your face up high. In yellow green and orange, purple red and blue. To paint the world by numbers is all I want to do.
I believe in what I see. You believe what you want to believe. But you're the one who's got more need. So don't bother lighting a candle for me. . Faith in something.
I'm crying again. Can't remember last time when. A day went by without tears falling. I try my hardest. But I always get sent to bed. I don't know why, that's why I'm crying.
He got no ribbons, no decorations. They sent no medals to his sad parents. Just sent a letter telling them their son had died. Killed by a bullet. Now every night his mother cries.
Just carry on dreaming your magnificient dreams. Just carry on dreaming your magnificient dreams. And if you need someone I'll be here to comfort you.
I said some things I shouldn't have said. Should have kept them to myself instead. I was wrong, I admit I was wrong. . I'm very sorry when I look back at you.