It's hard to believe there's nobody out there. It's hard to believe that I'm all alone.
At least I have his love, the city he loves me. Lonely as I am together we cry.
Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah-hah, honey honey!
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey!
I'd heard about you before. I wanted to know some more.
And now I'm about to see, what you mean to me...
Too many shadows, whispering voices,
Faces on posters, too many choices.
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
Once I believed that when love came to me
It would come with rockets, bells and poetry.
Now there's something groovy and good about whatever we got.
Getting better everyday.