Text: Joan Armatrading. Lovers Speak. Less Happy More Often.
Once in a while we share a thought
But most of all we drift apart
Haven't you noticed
We seem less happy more often
And I don't know what to do
Whether to be with you
And I'm as sure, as sure
I can't live without you
So what is to become of us
How do we get it back
I'm as certain as you
That I don't like it
When we embrace the thrill is gone
But in reality we hardly touch at all
Haven't you noticed
We get more lonely more often
And I don't know what to do
Whether to be with you
And I'm as sure as sure I'm sure
I can't live without you
So what is to become of us
Where do we go from here
I'm as upset as you
At how our love has gone
When we began we shared a dream
And all our strength was in our unity
Haven't you noticed we seem less mighty
More helpless
I don't know what to do
I can't put the blame on you
But I can't blame myself
So it's neutral
So what is to become of us
How do we get it back
I'm as desperate as you
To be in love again
So what is to become of us
How do we get it back
I'm as desperate as you
To be in love again
But most of all we drift apart
Haven't you noticed
We seem less happy more often
And I don't know what to do
Whether to be with you
And I'm as sure, as sure
I can't live without you
So what is to become of us
How do we get it back
I'm as certain as you
That I don't like it
When we embrace the thrill is gone
But in reality we hardly touch at all
Haven't you noticed
We get more lonely more often
And I don't know what to do
Whether to be with you
And I'm as sure as sure I'm sure
I can't live without you
So what is to become of us
Where do we go from here
I'm as upset as you
At how our love has gone
When we began we shared a dream
And all our strength was in our unity
Haven't you noticed we seem less mighty
More helpless
I don't know what to do
I can't put the blame on you
But I can't blame myself
So it's neutral
So what is to become of us
How do we get it back
I'm as desperate as you
To be in love again
So what is to become of us
How do we get it back
I'm as desperate as you
To be in love again
Armatrading, Joan
Lovers Speak