I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand
I was alone and freezing, still trying hard to understand you

I left the others knowing i had to work this by myself
But now the feeling's growing, i would be better off with their
Help

So baby, what we've got has lately, not been enough

I wish i had your scarf still, that once embraced and kept me
Warm.
I wish you could be with me, in these last days when i am still
Hopelessly poor

Stay out of trouble, stay in touch
Try not to think about me to much