All those patterns on your lounge room wall Are not the kind of thing that I can ignore When there's death and destruction When there's starvation and plague Put your hands into your pocket Do you give or do you take? Only you Send me hearts and flowers again Only you Send me hearts and flowers again When there's nothing left to say And there's little left to do When there's nothing All those patterns in your lino floor That hint of religion in your kitchen décor Yes you've lost your way again You're guilty and you know it Cos that little gift of guidance Is a ransom just the same Only you Send me hearts and flowers again Only you Send me hearts and flowers again When there's nothing left to say And there's little left to do When there's nothing Only you Send me hearts and flowers again Only you Send me hearts and flowers again It's hearts and flowers From only you It's hearts and flowers From only you When there's nothing left to say And there's little left to do When there's nothing