With two hundred people in suits all the same

You walk off that last lonely train.



On the half finished buildings only seagulls remain

As you try to think back to the root of this pain



And life ain't worth living without a little love

But a little love is never enough



So some folks are fighting for freedom, but you're just fighting the

flab

And therein lies the reason that life is a drag.



So you gaze at the television

As some publicity goons cut loose those useless balloons.



Down in the darkness of your lying little heart

There's a space for you to change

So you can take this world apart.



And these days the morning mirror seems to say to you now,

That you used to be pretty but you're alright now.



And sometimes you find you're dreaming as you're late for work again

Thinking there's not many trees you can see from this train.



Life ain't worth living

Without a little love

But a little love is never enough