Besedila: John Miles. Oh Dear!.

You say, you're gonna phone
I spend the whole day, waiting at home
It's just the same old fools game

Sold on trying once more
But I'm still cold from something before
With people usin', losin'

It could be paradise
It could be love
And I could sacrifice
You're all have

Oh dear, what can I do?
Seem to spend my whole life
Makin' love to you to you

Oh dear, what can I say?
Can't get over my nights
You've taken my day, my day

Thinking where it will end
And I start sinkin' over, again
Who to rely on, cry on?

Slowly losin' my mind
I know, I'm only wastin' my time
But now, it's too late
I'll wait

It could be paradise
It could be love
And I could sacrifice
You're all have

Oh dear, what can I do?
Seem to spend my whole life
Makin' love to you, to you

Oh dear, what can I say?
Can't get over my nights
You've taken my day, my day

Oh dear, what can I do?
Seem to spend my whole life
Makin' love to you, to you, to you