Music: Jo Bevan/Robert Hardy/Caroline Helbert/Simon Drowner
All this people, around me
Better push them, away
I won't reach them
They don't know me
I don't want to, anyway
I love you
It is hard for me to say
I wonder
Maybe we could get away
Out from under...
I'm feeling unsteady
Your eyes are a dream
Where the fields are so friendly
The concrete feels mean
I love you
And I'm sick of everything
I love you
You're the only one listening
To the thunder...
We
are not
afraid
afraid
To be ugly, so ugly
(Afried)To be ugly, so ugly
To be ugly...so ugly...