Writing funny letters to get you through;
Feeling father's shame at what you had to do
You want a woman like
Writing funny letters to get you through;
Feeling father's shame at what you had to do
You want a woman like
A woman like the moon;
'Cause she's so far away - not here every day
But she will pour champagne
When your time's coming soon
You would've been pleased to know
You're still breaking hearts
You're still breaking hearts
You're still breaking hearts
Half followed the wrong procession
To a military band
While you rolled off in an oyster cart
To the horror of your friends;
But I think you would've laughed
At how it came to pass -
Yes - I think you would've laughed
Tragic 'till the end
You would've been pleased to know
You're still breaking hearts
You're still breaking hearts
You're still breaking hearts