Everything but The Girl - Soft Touch lyrics

There's a brown shirt swapped for a thin blue tie

There's a black truth swapped for a thin blue lie

There's a slim man sporting a clean cut dream

There's a slim man courting a wide extreme

There's a fly-blown flag in a dry-bone town

There will be no ships because they've all gone down

There's a man with a medal but he'll never sleep

There are guns in his head, they say the war was cheap

There are heaped up dreams on the mounds of slag

There are moped up tears as the hours drag

There's a suitcase gone and there's an empty drawer

There's a broken cup lying on the floor

There are questions asked in the house tonight

There's a wife been involved in a pillow fight

There's a husband there who she hardly knows

There's a patched up dream for a winter rose

There's a soft touch finally come to blows