You never give me your money You only give me your funny paper And in the middle of negotiations You break-down I never give you my number I only give you my situation And in the middle of investigation I break-down Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack Monday, morning turning back Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go But oh, that magic-feeling, nowhere to go Oh, that magic-feeling, nowhere to go Ah-ah One sweet dream Pick-up the bags and get in the limousine Soon we'll be away from here Step on the gas and wipe that tear away One sweet dream came true today Came true today, came true today One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven

I could notice all the lines And I'd only go insane I could love you all the time I'm not always gonna say Still I don't want to feel it without you Don't want to feel it with no one else Give me your fire, give me your rain Give me a little love from you I can fan a fire I can keep it from burning away But what's it gonna take to stop the silence? I could live as a liar Say that I'm turning away But giving up won't give up desire And I don't want to feel it without you Don't wanna feel it with nobody else Give me your fire, give me your rain Give me a little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Watching windows, watching stars Colored lights and empty bars All the houses in the yard All the streets and passing cars What's the distance where you are? Can I make it back to your heart? Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you Give me your fire, give me your rain A little love from you

(Note: also known as "theme from limelight" and "terry's theme") I'll be loving you eternally With a love that's true, eternally From the start, within my heart It seems i've always known The sun would shine When you were mine And mine alone I'll be loving you eternally There'll be no one new, my dear, for me Though the sky should fall Remember i shall always be Forever true and loving you Eternally Though the sky should fall Remember i shall always be Forever true and loving you Eternally

Dee, la-la-lee-loo-lee, la-la-lee-loo-lee La-la-lee-loo-lee-ah Jim doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers Jim never tries to cheer my lonely hours Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim Jim never tells me, I'm his heart's desire I never seem to set his love afire Gone are the years I've wasted on him Sometimes when I get feeling low I say, "Let's call it quits" Then I hang on and let him go Breaking my heart in bits Someday, I know that Jim will up and leave me But even if he does, you can believe me I'll go on carrying the torch for my Jim Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes when I get feeling low I say, I say, "Let's call it quits" Then I hang on, let him go Breaking my heart in bits Someday I know, someday I know that Jim will up and leave me But even if he does, you can believe me I'll go on carrying the torch for- ooh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-woo Whoa-oh-oh-oh-woo For ooh-oh-oh-oh-mm

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face That she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie, writing the words Of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near Look at him working, darning his socks In the night when there's nobody there What does he care All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, died in the church And was buried along with her name Nobody came Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt From his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong?

Sad is to live in solitude Far from your tranquil altitude Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream That never can be, will never be Dreamer awake, wake up and see Your beauty is an aeroplane So high my heart can't bear the strain A heart that stops when you pass by Only to cause me pain Sad is to live in solitude Your beauty is an aeroplane So high my heart can't bear the strain A heart that stops when you pass by Only to cause me pain Sad is to live in solitude In solitude