Album: ...And Then There Were Three...

Many Too Many

The fires are burning in another land
Don't start counting, don't start counting
Colder and colder the ice is moving closer
And gets me down
Going round and round and down the same old track

Pack on my back, going swiftly nowhere
Heart in my ear beating like a drum
Where will you go?

All by yourself

And now I'm standing on a corner
Waiting in the rain
But then in sunlight without warning
I invent a name
Me and Sarah Jane
We had a special thing going
Me and Sarah Jane

It was a time of love and laughter
It wouldn't come again
We had our round of joy but after
Then began the pain

Me and Sarah Jane
We had a special thing going
Me and Sarah Jane
Sarah Jane

Searching for a clue
Traces on the sand
First I'm flying, going round round round
Then I'm sliding going down down down
Doesn't matter where I start I always end up
Crawling through those same old crowded rooms

Me and Sarah Jane
We had it coming
All the pain
Walking down the streets
And finding nothing is the same
And now the city lights are dimming, one by one
It costs too much money to keep them on

Me and Sarah Jane
In silence walk along the shore
Tears of joy and mocking laughter
Words lost in the wind
The tide was rising
But there we stayed
We had no fear of dying
We weren't afraid