Love - The Sundays

Picture myself as a thin white child

Back to the day I was born on

They slapped me into line as it crossed my mind

I’ve felt better

I’ve felt worse

This is my life and it’s all very well but never again

As they say «we've been robbed»

And don’t you know that this time

Love, just love yourself like no one else

Love, it’s enough

They can say what they like but they still can’t take that

Distance myself from the things I’d like but

Everyone has something I need

Don’t let me wake up & find

All those others leaving me behind

If you don’t have a clue about life

Then I’m happy to say neither have I

Although I’m not going to shrug my shoulders & suck my thumb

This time

'cause there’s something I deserve

Love, just love yourself like no one else

Love, it’s enough

They can say what they like but they still can’t take that

Picture my house in a postcard town

Picture a bomb in the sky

History at the door who could ask for more?

I’ve felt better

So kill me with love

Just love yourself like no one else

Time’s so scarce where I come from

Let them say what they like 'cause they still can’t take your love