January Song - Lindisfarne, Alan Hull, Ray Jackson

I’m feeling rather sorry for a man I know

The world he holds in trembling hands is asking where to go

And as he stares out at me from the mirrored wall

I see that he is trying to cry but the tears they will not fall

His life is passing by behind his tired eyes

Like the colours in a January sky

Useless is the question, things concerning the past

It seems so very obvious that nothing at all can last

And just as sure as tomorrow will soon be yesterday

The love you thought you occupied will surely drift away

I need you to help me carry on

You need me, need you, need him, need everyone

And love is such a small word for something that is so vast

But in it lies, the future, the present and the past

And speaking now of changes, I sometimes feel the fear

That the reason for the meaning will even disappear

I need you to help me carry on

You need me, need you, need him, need everyone

You need me, need you, need him, need everyone

You need me, need you, need him, need everyone

You need me, need you, need him, need everyone