Oh no, why can't you get along? Ok I know it's not my place I've got to say something I've got to say something I've got speak
She'll never leave And you can never throw her out Impossible to conceive You'd rather be with than without
That's just the fear talking That just the fear talking That's just the fear
Don't let it take you Like it nearly took me, fear Don't let it fool you Like it nearly fooled me, fear
Remember the good old days But love is like a dragonfly So beautiful, it will die And disappear before your eyes
I'm no philosopher I am no poet I'm just trying to help you out
Don't let it fool you Like it nearly fooled me, fear Don't let it take you Like it nearly took me
And so you sit and wait For another man to take your place And when, when he comes Would you welcome him with open arms? You'll feel a hundred years younger You'll feel a hundred years younger You'll feel no fear
Don't let it take you Like it nearly took me, fear Don't let it fool you Like it nearly fooled me, fear Don't let it kill you Like it nearly killed me, fear
Compositores: Ian Thomas Ball (Gomez), Paul Blackburn (Gomez), Thomas William Gray (Tom Gray), Benjamin Joseph Ottewell (Ben Ottewell), Oliver James Peacock (Olly Peacock) ECAD: Obra #2829174 Fonograma #12632245