""I'd show you these Other ships as sad as she Run aground and left To return to mother sea Just pent up kids Spitting blood and all the rest Waving sorrowed fists Filled with notes to be compared It's not worth the time of day dear Mapping how we found our way here In Maria's bed where we put to rest The years of never knowing what each other meant In Maria's bed where we put to rest The years of never knowing what each other meant The lightest touch Of a name can hurt so much Thorns and ragged old Corners scratch away at us As with home and so with romance Changed plans In Maria's bed where we put to rest The years of never knowing what each other meant In Maria's bed where we put to rest The years of never knowing what each other meant In Maria's bed where we put to rest The years of never knowing what each other meant In Maria's bed where we put to rest The years of never knowing what each other meant In London or in anywhere that you sleep The same is true just like it always has been""