2 Years On

One year, two years, time goes by.

People laugh and people cry.




Every morning the clock strikes eight.


I go to work. I close the gate.


And on my way, I sing a song


About my wife, where I belong.




If the clouds get together



And talk about the weather


If it s rain they anticipate


Baby make no mistake




Yes the storm will break



but never me you see.





Two years on.


Two years on.



But only you can see me,


Only you can see me.




For what I ve got


Sir Lancelot


Was just a dream


And I am not


For I am he


With something more


It s you and I


Reality.






If the clouds get together


And talk about the weather


If it s rain they anticipate


Baby make no mistake




Yes the storm will break


But never me, you see.





Two years on.


Two years on.



But only you can see me.


Only you can see me.


Two years on.


Two years on.




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