Sad Kid

I see your pictures in windows round town

Your features fall from you like a pierrot clown

What got inside you babe, who let you down

D'ya get what you went for, or is there still more

To be found?

Like you're proving the world's round

Will there be a return from this prodigal son

Or is he consumed by the fight and the run

Wish you'd come back and see me babe, cos time's

Pushing on

And I'll tell you stories of all you missed while

You were gone,

Proving the world wrong.

Wandering troubadour, young libertine

Your blue eyes betraying the trouble you've seen

I see you struggling betwixt and between

The steel and the shipyards eclipse your parisian dream,

Least you're keeping the girls keen

Wish you'd come back and see me babe

Cos time's pushing on

And I'll tell you stories of all you missed

While you were gone.