Love Love
I thought so long and suddenly I realised
I love love
Am I loving the boy
or the feeling I feel?
Is it just the idea that I like
or is it for real?
I recall a special friend, I invited him home for tea
And while my mother cooked a meal he was under the table with me
I thought so long and suddenly I realised
I love love
These ideas that I have
remain fixed in my head
Only the characters change
it's someone else there instead
One day we went down to the park to feed the ducks some bread
Foul fowls wouldn't touch a scrap so we jumped in the duckpond instead
I thought so long and suddenly I realised
I love love
Pulp
Separations
As the sun shines down on the land so her heart is crying for love
And there is no-one there, no-one to hear her voice
and she will sleep alone again tonight
Now the moon is high in the sky
In her room she calls out his name
But he is somewhere else somewhere she cannot see
Oh and the night is dark between them now"
My god, my God, why did he go away?"
Now the sun shines on a new town
With a smile he gets off the train
He lights a cigarette leans back to see the sky
Oh and he thinks how much better off he is without her hanging round
Let's do it
And the day is passing by him and he has nowhere to stay
At a lonely bar-room table his mind goes back
to yesterday to the girl who's dead and buried
But her face lives in his eyes
He must forget that face forever
Make the future start tonight
Forget her
But the meal he eats is dead flesh
There is cancer in his cigarettes and the drinks won't do a thing for him
But revive some stupid memories
Then a hairstyle that reminds him makes him run into the night
Where the moon hangs high above him now
The same moon that she's praying on tonight
But the wind catches her words and the moon swallows them whole
Now the moon is high in the sky
In her room she calls out his name
The night is cold and dark and she is all alone
The bed is empty now
Her body screams for love
She wants to be with him
Oh but he's so far away
Oh and the night is dark between them now
"My God, my God, why did he go away?"
Pulp
