Lirieke: Del Amitri. You're Gone.

I turned on a TV station
And lip read with the sound turned down
It was Pro-Celeb, mouth to mouth resuscitation
With Esther Rantzen, playing the one who's drowned

And in the room next door a couple is fighting
But isn't that just one of love's charms
When moods change as fast as lightning
And fifteen minutes later you're lying in each other's arms

And you're gone
And you're gone

They say that it's better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all
But if you sit down and count the cost
Of all those losses, there's no profit at all

And this city gets crazy at Christmas
Glitter guards the crucifix all over the place
Its head gets too big for its body
And its mouth gets too big for its face

And you're gone
And you're gone

Never throw away an old newspaper
Every day's rich with its current accounts
Prince visits Philippines and parliament debates it
And back page, column five, somebody's wedding's announced

And Sunday night's, the night for loving
And squeezing out the weekend's last drops
Yeah, Sunday night's the night for forgiving
Maybe that's why they shut the shops

And you're gone
And you're gone

One day, you wake up
And all the pain you've given out gets returned
But I'm not sorry now
I've payed for what I've learned

And you're gone
You're gone

I turned on a TV station
And lip read with the sound turned down
It was the Church of Christ playing 'The Price Is Right'
Where everybody starves while Leslie Crowther counts