Scent on a postcard   A memory left behind   Warm hand, cool look but no time...   Winsome lose some   Hung up on old flame   My heart depends on fire   So who am I to make demands on love?    "...relax and walk on by"   So tired   So tired   Beaten like a drum   So tired   Living life alone   So tired   Beaten like a drum   Kiss the right faces   And tap the party line   Short measure of cheap skate pleasure   Easier said than done   Sip the night water   But not too drunk to say   Well just who am I to ever hope to love you?    I'd turn and shy away   So tired   So tired   Beaten like a drum   So tired   Living life alone   So tired   Beaten like a drum   Once upon a bed   You said you loved me   Once upon a bed   Those eyes of blue   Now what am I supposed to do?    So tired -   So tired   Beaten like a drum   So tired   Live my life alone, so alone   Once upon a bed   You said you loved me   Once upon a bed   Those eyes of blue   And what am I to rhyme with 'you'?       Now I lie alone and so defenceless   Dream of love in sunny daze with you   So tired...