On those distant stary nights
Couples make love, pull away then fight
Beneath the trees, at the corner of St Thomas square
Boy meets a girl, discover's a whole new world, magic's in the air
Man and wife divorce, then get married again
One hand shake, a kiss on the cheek, maybe we can still be friends

All the lovers rising
From their final resting place
Give me time to grieve for you
before you come back here
I can't do this again

Love games were played, children made
Marriages consecrated, husbands strayed
Back alleys and bike sheds, if only those walls could talk
From up here on this city top roof
Hand in hand below, the lovers walk
Marker pen on the subway wall
All that remains of what once was
Wooden love hearts carved into park benches then over them, a cross


All the lovers rising
From their final resting place
Give me.time to grieve for you
Before you come back here
I can't do this again

I must confess, it gets such a mess when you give your heart to a lover
Who already belongs to another
They live with the lies
Until it eats them inside
And the truth, they can no longer hide
There should be a sign pointing left
Maybe one pointing right
whichever way you turn
stay away, from those lost lovers, tonight.