The year before I thought of leaving.
I can't remember what I did
Us in bed in Maida Vale basements,
When you left...
Westend winters.
High heel clatters.
Morning dawning.
Nothing matters!
When we took a cab
Back, when cabs had somewhere to go,
And we'd meet the stars.
When stars were people you'd want to know.
We were new to fame.
I'm so glad you came...
Some of us fell by the wayside,
Others had it and threw it away.
Some carried on pretending,
That it was not ending today.
Once admired.
Oh, so tired.
Lose it all
In the night time...
When we took a cab
Back, when cabs had somewhere to go,
And we'd meet the stars,
When stars were people you'd want to know.
We were new to fame.
I'm so glad you came...
It took me years to find my own song.
And for years I thought I'd just sing along,
But the words were wrong.
A tune that is true lives on and on.
It will still be here when I'm gone...
