Lonely child born to the world tonight
Give her heart her heart will break
Puts the lonely boy on the make tonight
I'm taking my stand and holding her hand
Counts her sorrow tear by tear
Tomorrow she'll be far from here oh nice
Where she'll stop she'll never know
Hate to say I told her so
If ever there was a simple because
For you leaving me I'm talking
To be under Lucy's sky I might as well try
I'm losing my mind I'm losing mine"¦ More from Fools and Horses