when i write the book
(nick lowe/dave edmunds/billy bremner)
now i can remember like it was only yesterday
love was young and foolish like a little child at play
but oh how lovers change - i never dreamed how easily
ÔÇÖcause now iÔÇÖm just a shadow of the boy i used to be
and when i write the book about my love
it will be about a man whoÔÇÖs torn in half
about his hopes and ambitions wasted through the years
the pain will be written on every page in tears
when i write the book about my love
i was a fool to myself when i kept on runninÔÇÖ around
and i fared little better when i tried settlinÔÇÖ down
maybe some magic moment - iÔÇÖve never known one, not for long
for all too soon the magic is in a moment gone
and when i write the book about my love
itÔÇÖll be a heartbreaking story about love and luck
when i get down on the pages all i felt
it will make the hardest-hearted of criticsÔÇÖ hearts melt
when i write the book about my love
when i was young love was fun and i was so happy - i looked so good and i dressed so snappy
two-tone shoes on my feet big old smile on my face - as i moved and grooved all over the place
now iÔÇÖm down in the heels my complexion is bad
ÔÇÖcause my love life is sadder than sad
and when i write the book about my love
itÔÇÖll be a pop publication, tougher than tough
when i get down on the pages all i missed
it will shoot to the top of the best-sellers list
when i write the book about my love
