The Sundays - More текст песни

Burning questions, we are told they've gone out, time you learned your lesson, we all know that.
Tell me boys are you out there? The flesh is weak and the mind slow, by now, you could say there's a problem.
And it rained down on me and it seemed to get into me,
it poured down over me, I'm wet through but I still want more.

Peace, love now what? Don't go telling me you've had them, oh, delighted, we all know.
We won't be alive any more and by now you could say there's a problem.
And it rained down on me, and it seemed to get into me.
I'm soaked to my skin, I'm wet through, I really ought to be in, will you let me have a sign?
And somebody ought to reply, we'll take anything at all, understand me?

Fun times we have known, that's what we're like, we've just taken them all
and I still don't remember how I got home, don't tell me where we're going, now I know we won't be alive any more.