LOVE'S A LONELY PLACE TO BE

Years go by and all seems fine
Until one day you realise
You don't know who you are anymore
I've got you here beside me
But love's a lonely place to be
Friends no longer call around
And we no longer smile

It seems to me although you're here
I'm more alone than ever before
We are fools to believe that life is for this
I've got you here beside me
But love's a lonely place to be
Friends no longer call around
And we no longer smile
You're not my friend
And I'm not your friend
How can we deceive ourselves like this

It looks OK until you're there
And then you find that you're alone
I've got you here beside me
But love's a lonely place to be
Surely life is worth more

You're not my friend
And I'm not your friend
How can we deceive ourselves like this
You're not my friend
And I'm not your friend
How can we deceive ourselves like this


Words and music by Virginia Astley © 1982 M Ocean Music Ltd/Warner Bros Music Ltd

FUTILITY

Move him into the sun
Move him into the sun
Gently its touch awoke him once
Always it woke him, even in France

Move him into the sun
Move him into the sun
Gently its touch awoke him once
Whispering of fields unsown

O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?
Are limbs, so dear achieved, are sides,
Still warm, too hard to stir?

Move him into the sun
Move him into the sun
Move him into the sun

Gently its touch awoke him once
Whispering of fields unsown

O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?
Are limbs, so dear achieved, are sides,
Still warm, too hard to stir?

O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?
Are limbs, so dear achieved, are sides,
Still warm, too hard to stir?

Move him into the sun (Move him into the sun)
Move him into the sun (Move him into the sun)
Move him into the sun (Move him into the sun)
Move him into the sun (Move him into the sun)


Words by Wilfred Owen/Music by Virginia Astley © Warner Bros. Music Ltd