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