She Goes Down

Oh dear, take what you've been given

And give back to me

Oh night, don't waste your time with that

'Cause it may never comeBut she goes down wrapped up in the armies

Of a love she's found

She won't hide, love is Sunday mornings

When the paper writesHere and there, silently you're waiting

For what never comes

Oh dear, don't waste your time alone

'Cause it may never comeBut she goes down wrapped up in the armies

Of a love she's found

She won't hide, love is Sunday mornings

When the paper criesOh dear, don't waste your time with that

'Cause it may never comeBut she goes down wrapped up in the armies

Of a love she's found

She won't hide, love is Sunday mornings

And the paper shinesShe goes down, she goes down

She goes down, she goes down