Ian Matthews - Save Your Sorrows lyrics

Matthews Where's the point in us bringin' the doctor in here? Where's the sense in you holdin' my arm? Where's the smile when my funny irregular scene works the charm? Where's the end if we can't find a place to begin? Where's the money? I've done what you said Where's the need for my face in this Albion race up ahead? Take your mind off the life we've been tearin' apart Take the weight off your feet, take a few Take your time to align all the factors in favour of you Take the summer's gone by and get used to it Take the safest conclusion you find Take a look on my face in this Albion race of a kind. Save a thought for the secret we had Now it's gone and there's nothin' to say, say goodbye Why not save yourself time and We'll cancel the truth with a lie. Save the thought for the soul waitin' next in line Save your sorrows, there's interest a**ured Save the time and the place and whole human race.