Only The Lonely

 

No, I can't forget that evening
Or their faces when they were leaving
But I guess that's just the way that football goes
I'll always smile but in their eyes
Their sorrow shows, yes, it shows

 

Oh, I can't wait 'till tomorrow
When they've forgotten all their sorrow
We I had them there but then we let them go
And now I think that in their hearts they truly know
What I also know

 

We can't win, playing without scoring

We can't win, we'll most likely draw
We can't win only with possession
We can't win, we'll most likely bore
 

No I can't forget that evening

Or their faces when they were leaving
But I guess that's just the way that football goes
I'll always smile but in their eyes
Their sorrow shows, yes, it shows
 

( Apologies to Harry Nilsson )