And as We sit here alone
Looking for a reason to go on
I's so clear that all We have now
Are Our thoughts of yesterday
If You're still there
When it's all over
I'm scared
I'll have to say
That a part of You
Has gone
Since yesterday
And as We sit here alone
Looking for a reason to go on
I's so clear that all We have now
Are Our thoughts of yesterday
Well maybe
This could be
The ending
With nothing
Left of You
A hundred wishes
Couldn't say
I don't want to...
-- Stawberry Switchblade (Rose McDowall/Jill Bryson)