I may never understand you   Do I have a right to?   There’s a piece of you   A pair of shoes   Lying on the floor      While you’re out working   I’m sat here drinking   An old guitar   A dream too far   We do what we have to do      I can’t love you any more      I may never understand you   I really shouldn’t try to   There’s a piece of you   Your winter coat   Hanging in the hall      I look to the future   Sometimes I don’t see you   Sometimes I don’t know   What the future’s for      I can’t love you any more      Making love, making war   What are we loving for?   Making war making love   What are we fighting for?