Giant of Love

Now look at you

Mother of two

You're a walking revolution

You're marching to

Your own drum

You're a giant rebellion

Those hippies

Gave you a raw deal

You never asked

For a summer in orange

It was no picnic

It was a nightmare

Of silky gowns

And ecstatic drumming

Now you are all I know

Now you are all I know

Now you are all I know

The giant of love

Where's everybody?

Gone to the love-in

Where they play

The bongos in the dirt

Enchanted chanting

The fridge is empty

Rapture in the terraced house

You can get the girl out of the gutter

But not the gutter out of the girl

How proud I am of you

I want to marry you

Now you are all I know

Now you are all I know

Now you are all I know

The giant of love

Now look at you

Mother of two

You're a walking revolution

You're marching to

Your own drum

You're a giant rebellion

They get smaller

You become taller

Look at these arms

Look at these hands

And your heart

Out of proportion

It is a giant ball

Now you are all I know

Now you are all I know

Now you are all I know

The giant of love