Who's That With You?

Who’s that with you?

Getting in your car,

Who’s that with you?

Getting in your car!

The last time that I saw you,

You promised you were mine,

What happened to being true,

Was it just a matter of time?

I thought that we were one,

Then you never called me,

My friends said life moves on,

But I was too blind to see.

Who’s that with you?

When you go to bed tonight,

Who’s that with you?

When you go to bed tonight!

Does he treat you like I did,

Is he the one for you,

Or another who’s going to give,

His heart before you’re through.

Will you throw him to one side,

When someone better comes along,

Will he feel the emptiness inside,

Wonder what he did wrong?

Who’s that with you?

Do you even know his name?

Who’s that with you?

Are we all just the same?

I’m still just sitting here,

In the same place you left me,

On this broken down chair,

Not facing up to reality.

We’re done with our romance,

It’s been and walked on by,

But I still cling to the chance,

You never said goodbye!

Who’s that with you?

Getting in your car,

Who’s that with you?

Getting in your car!

A Prayer to St Anthony

When I was young I thought I’d be OK,

Never thought I’d look back to yesterday,

A carousel of girls with pretty smiles,

Saturday night dancing on the tiles,

But that was yesterday!

Pointless arguments leading to fights,

Broken hearts and hiding when you cried,

Saturday afternoon and the Boothen roar,

Then we’d go and kiss the girls some more,

But that was yesterday!

I find myself praying to Saint Anthony,

For what I’ve lost my place in history,

I’d found myself placed upon this road,

Walking ever on and getting cold,

Memories of yesterdays growing dim,

When I’m going who’ll remember them,

Just moments disappeared past away,

Saint Anthony help me remember yesterday.

Taking off at last to experience life,

Leaving home switching off the security light,

New faces met who become your family,

A life so different at university,

But that was yesterday!

I met a girl who said she studied geology,

Another who was only interested in biology,

I met a man who said he’d met Jesus Christ,

Who went home alone to cry every night,

But that was yesterday!

I find myself praying to Saint Anthony,

For what I’ve lost my place in history,

I’d found myself placed upon this road,

Walking ever on and getting cold,

Memories of yesterdays growing dim,

When I’m going who’ll remember them,

Just moments disappeared past away,

Saint Anthony help me remember yesterday.

I bought a book about a talking train,

Read about farm animals with funny names,

Kissed my son as he slept in bed,

Thought about the things my daddy never said,

And that’s today!

I find myself praying to Saint Anthony,

For what I’ve lost my place in history,

I’d found myself placed upon this road,

Walking ever on and getting cold,

Memories of yesterdays growing dim,

When I’m going who’ll remember them,

Just moments disappeared past away,

Saint Anthony help me remember yesterday.

There’s a million paths here in front of me,

Not one of them will tell me what it’s to be,

I’ve got a choice to make just like yesterday,

And all I can do is pray that we’ll be OK,

It’s another day!

I find myself praying to Saint Anthony,

For what I’ve lost my place in history,

I’d found myself placed upon this road,

Walking ever on and getting cold,

Memories of yesterdays growing dim,

When I’m going who’ll remember them,

Just moments disappeared past away,

Saint Anthony help me remember yesterday.

Broken Hearts

Baby we both know,

We’ve been messing around.

You and me,

For what seems like forever.

You’ve been a friend,

A confidant,

And so much more,

Than just my lover.

When we were young,

Just kicking around,

On the city streets,

Where we grew up,

We were always together,

Where ever we were,

In the back of my car,

But we never spoke of love.

So what happens now

With you and me?

If I asked you,

What would your answer be?

What come of us

When we’re apart?

We’re matching pieces,

Of our broken hearts.

As we lived our lives,

We decided to part,

Go our separate ways,

Baby you and me.

But we’d always return,

To one another’s arms,

Promising ourselves,

We’d one day be free.

I’ve had my lovers,

And I’d be a fool to believe,

You’d go through your life,

Swearing chastity.

But they were never enough,

They were never you,

My heart was someplace else,

And I think you’d agree.

So what happens now

With you and me?

If I asked you,

What would your answer be?

What come of us

When we’re apart?

We’re matching pieces,

Of our broken hearts.

We’re both getting older,

We’re losing that fight,

There’s only one winner,

And that’s old Father Time.

Can we still carry on,

This crazy romance,

Keep saying goodbye,

Like two ships in the night.

I never really asked,

This question of you,

I never really thought,

I’d want to settle down.

But baby will you stay,

For longer than tonight,

I can’t imagine my life,

Without you baby around.

So what happens now

With you and me?

If I asked you,

What would your answer be?

What come of us

When we’re apart?

We’re matching pieces,

Of our broken hearts.

The Dogs

There’s a song I ask each night,

To the DJ to dedicate for me,

It was our song once upon a time,

When my memories were our reality.

We’d lie on the back seat of your car,

The Dogs playing on the radio,

Our love was written in the stars,

They said we’d never let each other go.

You’re my satellite kid.

And I was your first,

I had nothing to give,

But an empty purse.

I would have given my life,

It was more than teenage show,

I wanted you to be my wife,

As our song played on the radio.

That summer we never spent apart,

We were in love all summer long,

I gave you a little piece of my heart,

As on the radio they played our song.

There we’d be on the back seat of your car,

The Dogs playing on the radio,

Our love was written in the stars,

Said we’d never let each other go.

You’re my satellite kid.

And I was your first,

I had nothing to give,

But an empty purse.

I would have given my life,

It was more than teenage show,

I wanted you to be my wife,

As our song played on the radio.

I used to call you my Satellite Kid,

You said I’d be your Mr Barfly,

But the promises that we once gave,

Lie broken do you also wonder why?

Do you remember the back seat of your car,

The Dogs playing on the radio,

What happened to what was in the stars,

I thought you’d never let me go.

You’re my satellite kid.

And I was your first,

I had nothing to give,

But an empty purse.

I would have given my life,

It was more than teenage show,

I wanted you to be my wife,

As our song played on the radio.

Now many years have gone and past,

My life has changed and yours has to,

But do you ever think back to those days,

When all that mattered was me and you?

We’d be alone in you car,

The Dogs playing on the radio,

We’d lie back looking at the stars,

I thought I’d never let you go.

You’re my satellite kid.

And I was your first,

I had nothing to give,

But an empty purse.

I would have given my life,

It was more than teenage show,

I wanted you to be my wife,

As our song played on the radio.