With two hundred people in suits all the same
  You walk off that last lonely train.
  
  On the half finished buildings only seagulls remain
  As you try to think back to the root of this pain
  
  And life ain't worth living without a little love
  But a little love is never enough
  
  So some folks are fighting for freedom, but you're just fighting the flab
  And therein lies the reason that life is a drag.
  
  So you gaze at the television
  As some publicity goons cut loose those useless balloons.
  
  Down in the darkness of your lying little heart
  There's a space for you to change
  So you can take this world apart.
  
  And these days the morning mirror seems to say to you now,
  That you used to be pretty but you're alright now.
  
  And sometimes you find you're dreaming as you're late for work again
  Thinking there's not many trees you can see from this train.
  
  Life ain't worth living
  Without a little love
  But a little love is never enough