Chamomile should smooth things over
She's so pretty when the lights are lower and
He's much thinner and taller on the phone
But when he's alone he's stir crazy
He needs the ladies
It's his demons and their feelings
But he's quite happy just living in the now
But who's left now?
Who's left picking up the pieces
Looking out of reach
You can touch but leave her alone
Who's there glancing over shoulders
Starring into mirrors
Oh, he's getting older now
Who's left wishing her life away?
Dear, dear, she's an icy lady
But she's got the looks and she's got the brain he needs
And heaven forbid he'd bring in the dough
'Cos he cannot afford to go solo
He wouldn't have the know how
Quite happy just living in the here and now
And flicking through photos on his screen
But who's left now?
Who's left picking up the pieces
Looking out of reach
You can touch but leave her alone
Who's there glancing over shoulders
Starring into mirrors
Oh, he's getting older now
Who's left wishing his life away?
Wishing his life away?
Wishing his life away?
God only knows what he'd be
Doing without her!
Who's left picking up the pieces
Looking out of reach
You can touch but leave her alone
Who's there glancing over shoulders
Starring into mirrors
Oh, you're getting older now
Who's left wishing the life is away?
Wishing the life is away?