Little Cub Death Of A Football Manager
The lady offered you out her hand
You held court like a national hero
Eleven men at your sole command
But still one who would hide in your shadow
Your arms flail as your body shakes
The eyes cold like a Lancashire winter
And though they said you were never great
In my eyes there was nobody greater
In nine days love was torn apart
Your lone voice had grown tired of waiting
So if to die is the only art
Your last work left an image so haunting
Only an
Only an act of love
He said it's only an
Only an act of love
In clay fields one would hide his shame
The catwalk turned a hero to ashes
If you're from round her you know the pain
Of lost love as the orchestra crashes down
Had to look had to see it all
Your words hand as we wait for an answer
Was it for love that you crossed the wall?
Or was it grief at your own sense of failure
Only an
Only an act of love
He said it's only an
Only an act of love
He said it's only an
Only an act of love
He said it's only an
Only an act of love