No Greater Love

There's storm clouds amassing over in the west up above the moor

The city shines in grey, mills closing down on the valley floor

All you can do here is survive, grit your teeth and just stay alive

And never understand

The young ones they dance with fire in their hearts until the years go by

And older, defeated they stare in their beer at closing time

No greater love could there ever be

Than what I feel for you, what you gave to me

You saved my life from this

While kings are in their counting houses, people just wait here in silent rows

They spat and they jeered in a last desperate fear as they watched us go

Remember how we turned and ran

Heads into the wind running hand in hand

We laughed until we cried

So many tears . . .