Crystal Palace

When I first saw you standing there Just like The Beatles The darling of the paparazzi So history tells So I don't get to get around Like I used to What if I am not getting around I'll get used to Oh my, here I am cap in hand again To live in a crystal palace Everyone will see what we have done No stones are every thrown And everyone will see what we have done A kind of living A kind of slipping away And then you turned to me on the big wheel And said marry me I closed my eyes threw my head back and said What comes next? Oh, I'm willing to live and learn Oh perhaps I was born that way Oh my my, here I am cap in hand again To live in a crystal palace Everyone will see what we have done No stones are every thrown And everyone will see what we have done A kind of living A kind of loving A kind of slipping away