One, two, one, two
I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand
I was alone freezing, still trying hard to understand you
I left the others knowing, I had to work this by myself
But now the feeling's growing, I would be better off with their help
So baby, what we've got has lately
Not been enough, not been enough
I wish I had your scarf still that once embraced and kept me warm
I wish you could be with me, in these last days
When I am still, hopelessly poor
Stay out of trouble, stay in touch
Try not to think about me too much
Stay out of trouble, stay in touch
Try not to think about me too much