(Sung by Diane Tell)
Sung by Stephen Duffy
Sung by both

(Getting high every night)
(‘Til I couldn't see the sunshine in the light.)

(Start again,)
(Draw some fire,)
(Defy the built in obsolescence of desire)

(When love's the only thing it hurts to lose.)

In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me,
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me.
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser,
Hanging like a bird of prey
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch.

Sleepless nights I walk the streets,
It was kind of like a movie but not as deep as
What might've been and what will be
Embraced each other in conspiracy.

The night drum always plays a requiem.

In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me.
Not that I could stay away,
Her kisses seem to haunt me.
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser,
Hanging like a bird of prey,
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch.

I fell so high from the ferris wheel
And all the fairground lights
Were flickering sweet delights.
So so tell me why is it bad I feel
I tripped stumbled slipped and fell
Left drowning in the wishing well.

In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me,
Not that I could stay away,
Her kisses seem to haunt me.
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser,
Hanging like a bird of prey,
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch

That I need so much.