By sting, michael kamen and eric clapton



If the night turned cold and the stars looked down

And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground.

You wake the morning in a stranger's coat,

No one would you see.

You ask yourself, who'd watch for me?

My only friend, who could it be?

It's hard to say it, i hate to say it, but it's probably me.



When your belly's empty and the hunger's so real

And you're too proud to beg and too dumb to steal,

You search the city for your only friend,

No one would you see.

You ask yourself, who'd watch for me?

A solitary voice to speak out and set me free.

I hate to say it, i hate to say it, but it's probably me.



You're not the easiest person i ever got to know

And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show.

Some would say i should let you go your way,

You'll only make me cry.

But if there's one guy, just one guy

Who'd lay down his life for you and die,

I hate to say it, i hate to say it, but it's probably me.



When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense

And there's only one voice that comes to your defense.

The jury's out and your eyes search the room

And one friendly face is all you need to see.

And if there's one guy, just one guy

Who'd lay down his life for you and die,

I hate to say it, i hate to say it, but it's probably me.



I hate to say it, i hate to say it, but it's probably me...


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