Debris

I left you on the debris
At the Sunday morning market
You were sorting thorough the odds and ends
You was looking for a bargain

I heard your footsteps at the front door
And that old familiar love song
'Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there
At the top of the stairs

And I went there and back
Just to see how far it was
And you, you tried to tell me
But I had to learn for myself

There's more trouble at the depot
With the general worker's union
And you said they'll never change a thing
They won't fight, and they're not working

Oh you was my hero
But now you are my good friend
And I've been there and back
And now I know how far it is

But I left you on the debris
And we both know you got no money
And I wonder what you would've done
Without me hanging around
Without me hanging around
Without me hanging around