A vase of wilted flowers
for those who've
lost their powers
No use in treading water
when there’s no air
to breathe in
Help me find a way to move on
standing in the way of the sun
Help me find you you you
help you find me
Now who inspires you
<Interlude>
The moods are so abrasive
the sound is too persuasive
Curve of the earth
has gone straight
shall we go on one last date
Help me find a way to move on
standing in the way of the sun
Help me find you you you
help you find me
Who inspires you
Who inspires you
Who inspires you
Who inspires you
<Interlude>
I'm sorry to inform you
sometimes love can deform you
No time for hesitating
the rifle's cocked and waiting
the rifle's cocked and waiting
aimed at me
Help me find a way to move on
standing in the way of the sun
Help me find you you you
help you find me
Now who inspires you
who inspires you
who inspires you
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born