Rod Stewart

Debris

Rod Stewart


I left you on the debris
At the Sunday morning market 
You were sorting through the odds and ends
You was looking for a bargin

I heard your footsteps at the front door
And that old familiar love song
Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there 
At the top of the stairs

I wouldn't of went back   
Just to see how far it was
And you looked shocked to tell me
But I had to love her myself

Theres more trouble at the depot
With the general workers union
And they said  they'll never change a thing 
Well they won't fight and their not working

Oh you was my hero
Hell you are my good friend
(I've been there and back)
and I know how far it is

But I left you on the Debris
Now we both know you got no money
And I wonder what you would have done 
Without me hanging around

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