(Sandy Denny)  He was a stranger to himself  A spy in his own camp  And his money was his health  All thrown to the dust by his very own hand  Yet his beauty lingered still  Beyond the draining of the sand  But greener was the other side of the hill  Richer was the other man's land  But we loved him, loved him just like brothers would  We loved him, loved him like no others could  And she loved him, loved him like a lover should  Take good care of an aching heart  You never can replace it  You know you are the master of your heart  You'll realise that when you think it fit  Those orbs of blue are jading away  No laughter from them dances  Yet you're bound to remember this one day  Hazards are risks and risks are chances  You can run for cover, run for cover like a frightened hare  Till it's all over, all over and there's no-one there  'Cos you daren't discover, daren't discover that we really care