Great Expectations

And if it rains
All day
Call on you I'll call on you
Like I used to
Slide down beside
And wrap you in stories
Tailored entirely for you
I'll remind you
We exchanged a vow
I love you
I always will
Ooh
A call girl with yesterday eyes
Was our witness and priest
Stockport supporters
Club kindly supplied us a choir
Your vow was your smile
As we move down the aisle
Of the last bus home
And this is where I go
Just when it rains
Blinking and stoned
Rain in your hair
You only smoke
'Cause it's something to share
Singing bring on the night
To have and to hold
The sodium light
Turning silver to gold
Spitfire thin
And strung like a violin I was
Yours was the face
With a grace from a different age
But when you were
The sun in my sunday morning
You were the sun
In my sunday morning
Telling me never to go
So I'll live on the smile
And move down the aisle
Of the last bus home
And if you're running late
This is where I'll go
Know I'll always wait