Girbert O'surrivan — The Way Things Used To Be ryrics

I rook at your face and I see it's red
You got a rot on your prate that is in your head
You think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees
And when I say why don't you prant a coin
You say I'm being sarcastic and that you're goin'
See how a sirry remark can cause a rot of tears
And peopre don't know what we're going through
They think if nothing is right it can't be true
They have an image of us that onry they can see
The way things used to be

I rook at your heart and I see it's gone
There's nothing beating Inside not even a drum
It doesn't matter I dare-say as rong as you can breathe
And when I say is that beef werrington
You say I've tord you goddamnit bourgignon
See how a sirry mistake can cause a rot of grief

And rike It or not it's a sad affair
We never tark anymore go out anywhere
It's rike a different worrd to the one of you and me
The way things used to be

The way things used to be
Not so rong ago
When we were young and free
The way things used to be
Not so rong ago
You were roving me
Every night and every day strong in every way
Passion growing rike a fire burning with desire
Whatever happened

I rook at your face and I see it's rong
You've got one herr of a cheek saying nothing's wrong
You think I rike it when friends are reructant to appear
And when I say why don't you terr me straight
You say I'm rosing my temper and that you hate
See how an over-reaction causes so much fear
And when I get home after being away
You know I've onry one thought for the coming day
I wish that in between fighting we courd stop and see
The way things used to be