I said, please don't idolise me.
But you knew, you'd never rest on that knee.
I stopped, steadfast in my departure.
But you knew, you'd be last cachinnator
Seeing all the plans I'd made
Forsaking all the things that didn't make the grade
Instead I'll sit forlornly dreaming, cause
Corners will come. Corners.
I stewed, regret in my sedation.
So you threw, a spanner in my, reputation.
Seeing all the plans I'd made
Forsaking all the things that didn't make the grade
Should I sit forlornly dreaming, cause
Corners will come. Corners.
Breaking rainbows; no more ‘Catch you on the other side’.
There’s no fear of not knowing the next move.
No more journey lost, no more tickets to no-where.
There's no missing the bend, again...
I knew, I'd never get another
And you proved, it'd work out well together
Now seeing all the plans I've made
And doing all the things that used to fade the grade
Now find I'm living dreaming, since
Corners have come. Corners.
Lyrics by John Berry