By nature you are quiet
Your shyness leaves your wisdoms on the floor
But if I want to hear you talk, I
See you when you?re under your favourite spell
I always thought that there were
Tears in your cup
But years went by and I never heard you cry
It?s you and the Yardbirds
You on your own, drinking wine
And I can?t turn the volume down
Now it?s ?anything and more for your love?
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
Expelled the Marxist ghost
The cynical consumerist remains
I suppose I want to be depressed when I
See you when you?re under your favourite spell
And I always thought that there were
Tears in your cup
But years went by and I never saw you cry
It?s you, Ten Years After
And a bottle of scotch
In your tobacco jacket out in the cold
You raise your glass and indulge in ?Love like a man?
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
It?s you and the Stones now
Sharing some alcohol
You?ll have whatever Keith has
And I always thought that there were
Tears in your cup
You're under a blanket, out in the cold
Sing along, will you?
?This will be the last time?
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
Let it go, why deny you the fun?
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