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Mary Hopkin
There’s Got to Be More
There's no need to act sorrow and anger
Is it really that hard to believe?
When you tried to tell me what you're feeling
It's only yourself you deceive

No, I never told you I was staying
No, I never told you I would stay
There's just got to be more to my living
Than dreaming of our yesterday

You laughed when we met in the autumn
I cried when the winter was cold
And the spring touched your heart with its growing
But the summer was too hard to hold

Now the autumn leaves fall with the evening
And you tried to try to hang on to the sun
It's hiding behind rain and thunder
And it's time I was moving and gone

Yes, it's time I was on my way
There is nothing more I can say
In a month maybe less
You'll be laughing again
'Til she says she must move on her way
'Til she says she must move on her way
You are open and as soft as a flower
But changing and deep as the sea
It's so easy for me to surrender
So hard to strike out and be free

Like a spider you weave webs of wonder
That float in the air around my head
To snare me and bury me under
'Til all of my longings are dead

Yes, it's time I was on my way
There is nothing more I can say
In a month maybe less
You'll be laughing again
'Til she says she must move on her way
'Til she says she must move on her way

There's no need to act sorrow and anger
Is it really that hard to believe?
When you tried to tell me what you're feeling
It's only yourself you deceive

No, I never told you I was staying
No, I never told you I would stay
There's just got to be more to my living
Than dreaming of our yesterday