Wrapping Paper

By jack bruce and pete brown

Wrapping paper in the gutter

Moving slowly as the wind on the sea,

(faces calling, waves moving)

In your picture on a wall of a house of old times.

(can you hear me) can you hear me

(can you hear me)	wandering sadly? 

In the city, feeling pretty,

Down and out and making love to you on the shore,

(ruined buildings, faces empty)

In the picture as I gaze ahead and dont see

(that theyre calling) that theyre calling.

(that theyre calling) wandering sadly.

Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere.

(hear you calling) hear you calling

(hear you calling) as I wander so sadly.

Wish I knew what youd done to me;

Turned me on to things I never knew.

Its all broken, weeds are growing.

Wish I was going home to the house by the shore

(where you loved me) where you loved me,

(where you loved me) loved me so sadly.

Someday Ill get back, somehow Ill do it.

Ill arrive there and youll be there to meet me.

(walk together, tread the weeds down)

Kiss again in the picture on the wall

(where I loved you) in the old house.

(where I loved you) loved you so well.