Cocker / Senior / Doyle / Mansell / Doyle 

Life must be so wonderful, living here on your own., please call round to see. And maybe I've been loving you for too long and now blind eyes watch you bleed. You rot in your bedroom, you cry on the phone, I'm sorry but he's not home. You give me your secrets, you give me your heart and I smile whilst you fall apart. Oh please, no, not now, can't you see there's no time. No I haven't the time. Can't you see there's no time. Oh. Now all our dreams melt in the sun and visions dwindle one by one. Perhaps you should move somewhere far away, to another town where maybe they could see things in your way. It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be hard, I smile whilst you fall apart.  You're sorry, you're sorry, is all that you say. Well I'd stop but I can't find a way. Your life must be so wonderful, your visions die and fall. And in the end nothing ends, just grows fainter and farther away.