Now it’s a beautiful day, The postman delivered a letter from your lover, Only a phone call away, You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number, As a matter of fact, You’re getting used to life without him in your way. It’s so easy now, cos you got friends you can trust

Now i’m walking again to the beat of a drum and i’m counting the steps to the door of your heart only the shadows ahead barely clearing the roof get to know the feeling of liberation and relief Hey now, hey now, don’t dream it’s over…

Well, i’m the guy who never learned to dance, never even got one second glance across a crowded room was close enoough, i could look but never touch. o tonight i’ll ask the star above «how did i ever win your love?» what did i do? what did i say, to turn your angel eyes […]

When you’re near there’s such an air of spring about it, I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it, there’s no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor… ev’ry time we say goodbye.