Вершы: Kevin Ayers. Blaming It All on Love.

I guess I'm feeling old today
I can't get in the mood to play
Oh no feeling low
And things have got to change, oh yeah
'Cause there's no point and there's no use
In that tired old excuse of blaming it all on love

Can't rely on anyone
To show me how to have my fun
But me and now I see clearer than before
And more that it's a fool who lives too small
Beats his head against the wall
Yeah, blaming it all on love

Looking at the world outside
I sometimes have to run and hide away
When I should stay and join in with the dance, oh yeah
'Cause it's a crime and a disgrace
When I think of the time I waste
Blaming it all on love, sweet love
Blaming it all on love, sweet love
Blaming it all on love, love love