Watching all the insects march along
Seem to know right where they belong
Smears of face reflecting in the chrome
Hiding in the crowd I’m all alone
No-one’s heard a single word I’ve said
They don’t sound as good outside my head
It looks as if the past is here to stay
I’ve become a million miles a—
Why do you get all the love in the world?
All the jagged edges disappear
Colours all look brighter when you’re near
The stars are all a fire in the sky
Sometimes I get so lonely I could—
Why do you get all the love in the world?