You have lived no fairy tale
And fallen foul of the truth
But when the man with the note he calls
You're sea of frightened, shaken youth
But there must be a better way for a chance of life
But there must be a better way for a chance of life
A chance of life
You have seen the golden dream of life
Snatched from your loving hands
And through your cloudy misty eyes
You will never quite understand
Contact...
With the boys in the King's brigade
We fight till our freedom's regained
The loss of life, the final cry
You spin away, you fall, you die
And the stories of the night
That cloud the sleeping time
You saw her face again
With the smile of your closest friend
And the child left by you
And the heart left by you
And the soul left by you
And the world left by you
Bring him back...
You're over the top, you're under attack
But it's me that's bearing the flak
Oh Lord please bring him back,
Please bring him back...
Warm beer by the village green
A sunlit have no serene
But it's only me that dreams
Spiralling down in that fiery scene
But the sound of leather on willow
Winner, loser 'jolly good fellow'
Hero with a 'getcha next year' smile
May be we should talk for a while
But down in the dirty town
The milkman's doing his daily round
He's safe and sound on the ground
As my love, my life has fallen down
There's a corner of a foreign field that is forever England