Sundays - Can't Be Sure lyrics

Give me a story and give me a bed Give me possessions Oh love luck and money they go to my head like wildfire It's good to have something to live for you'll find Live for tomorrow Live for a job and a perfect behind, high time England my country the home of the free, such miserable weather But england's as happy as england can be Why cry And did you know desire's a terrible thing The worst that i could find And did you know desire's a terrible thing But i rely on mine, a-ah England my country the home of the free, such miserable weather But england's as happy as england can be Why cry And did you know desire's a terrible thing The worst that i could find And did you know desire's a terrible thing But i rely on mine Did you know desire's a terrible thing It makes the world go blind But if desire, desire's a terrible thing You know that i really don't mind And it's my life And though i can't be sure what i want any more It will come to me later Well it's my life.... and it's my life And though i can't be sure if i want any more It will come to me later... ah, yeah