Debris

I left you on the debris

At the sunday morning market

You were sorting through the odds and ends.

You was looking for a bargain

I heard your footsteps at the front door,

And that old familiar love song,

Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there

At the top of the stairs.

I went there and back

Just to see how far it was

And you, you tried to tell me

But i had to learn for myself.

Theres more trouble at the depot,

With the general workers union

And you said, "they'll never change a thing.

Well, they won't fight and their not working."

Oh you was my hero

How you are my good friend

I've been there and back

And i know how far it is

But i left you on the debris

Now we both know you got no money.

And i wonder what you would have done

Without me hanging around