The Beautiful South Follow

If theres space out there enough for the moon
Surely your little heart can make some room
If theres room in the hemisphere for so many stars
Theres surely a satellite we can name ours

Theyre building brand new centres, brand new bars
Shoving lonely people into boots of cars
If you want to share the failure or you want to share the flop
Well both go in the boot right off the top

And if theres ever time in life for genuine mistake
Surely then you got the means to make it
And if youd like one final slip before you get it right
This moons asleep, you got the means to wake it

So left alone were just simple bricks
No more than the stone that the child kicks
But as soon as were together we are wall
And the stone the child kicks is bouncing ball

Theyre building brand new motorways, brand new roads
But when travelling on your own that road is closed
Ill be your co-driver and together well be tank
And watch as no through road sign slowly sank

And theyre building brand new hospitals
Building brand new wards
Insure your heart with everything you can afford
No need going private
I will save my bed for you
As I quietly wait my turn in public queue