Though i\'ve often fooled myself i begin to see
I\'ve been giving away love too easily.
There\'s so little left inside for me.
I guess having a big hungry heart
makes me susceptible, i want love for keeps.
But everytime it\'s a masquerade
and with every walking away
I feel my soul bleed.
So it\'s goodbye to loving and its sweet caress
your rosey thorn has cut me too deep.
The final chapter in a book of torment
as i lay down love to sleep.
From here on in and for the rest of my days
im gonna hold this head up high,
finding me something else to do,
cos for me love\'s just a pie in the sky.