There he goes
Amongst the fadin' greens and yellows
There he goes, being weighed down by the grey
Countin' magpies, singin'
See the old man sittin' on the bench
That he built for Marianne
I am here
Walkin' with the lonely people
Goin' out to chase away the blues
Plantin' lilies in the rain
So by June she's here again
He said, "You're too young to understand
What it's like living life without my Marianne"
He saves a seat for her
On the bus to work
And wears her wedding ring
He makes her favourite breakfast and feeds it to the dog
Who doesn't understand
There ain't no life
Without my Marianne
Walkin' with the deep sea of people
I've never known
And probably never will
All I want is someone that can want
Like no one's ever wanted
Anybody else
He saves a seat for her
On the bus to work
And wears her wedding ring
He makes her favourite dinner and feeds it to the dog
Who doesn't understand
There ain't no life
Without my Marianne
