LIGHT ROMANCE

There's a girl inside the woman
Waiting to be free
She's washed a million dishes
She's always making tea
They think she's just a mother
With nothing left inside
Who swapped her dreams for drudgery
The day she was a bride
But the dreams were not forgotten
Just wrapped and packed away
In the hope that she could take them out
And brush them off someday
There's a girl inside the woman
And the mother she became
And her half-remembered song
Comes to her lips again
The girl will sing the melody
While the woman stands in doubt
And wonders what the price will be
For letting the young girl out
It's just a light romance
Nothing cruel
They laid no plans
How it came
Who can explain
They just said "Hello"
And foolishly they gazed
They should have gone
Their separate ways
It's just the same old song
Nothing cruel
Nothing wrong
It's just two fools
Who knows the rules
But break them all
And grasp at half a chance
To play their part
In a light romance
Loving on the never never
Constant as the changing weather
Never sure who's at the door
Or the price they're going to have to pay
It's just a secret glance
Across a room, a touch of hands
That part too soon
That same old tune
That always plays
And let's them dance as friends
Then stand apart
As the music ends
Loving on the never never
Constant as the changing weather
Never sure who's at the door
Or the price they're going to have to pay
There's a man gone mad in the town tonight
He's going to shoot somebody down
There's a man gone mad, lost his mind tonight
There's a madman
There's a madman
There's a madman running round and round
Now you know the devil's got your number
He's running right beside you
He's creeping deep inside you
And someone said he's calling your number up today
There's a madman
There's a madman
There's a madman
There's a madman
There's a madman
There's a madman
There's a madman running round and round
Now you know the devil's got your number
He's running right beside you
He's screaming deep inside you
And someone said he's calling your number up today
Mickey, don't shoot Eddie. He's your brother. You had a twin brother, I
couldn't afford to keep both of you. His mother couldn't have kids. I
agreed to give one of you away.
Why didn't you give me away, Mum? I could have been him. I could have been
him!
And do we blame superstition for what came to pass?
Or could it be what we the English have come to know as class
Did you ever hear the story of the Johnstone twins?
As like each other as two new pins
How one was kept and one given away
How they were born, and they died, on the selfsame day?

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