In 1985, me and Michelle – we used to sit on the steps Next To The bigger kids playground They played football British Bulldog We held hands until the bell went But that's as far as I remember Till One September Maybe 7, 8 I arrived a little late To my first day at my new school I thought I was really cool! But how happily children hate Soon I didn't feel so great Didn't take 2 seconds, of the lesson, to berate My magic jumper It said magic on it Might as well have said tragic on it I declared my love for little Debbie And the children laughed en ma**e Teacher had to calm the cla** Later find me on the gra** Underneath some giant kid called Jonathan's a** Sunday grief and ma** Wishing for washing machines Scenes were many I was very – shall I say pa**ionate? That might be pushing it Honestly – more of a show off – Desperately wanting to go off with Ellie – Have many adventures, like in them books I offered to lend her Anne Of Green Gables gave me the wrong idea – Girls just weren't like that And I couldn't find her Louisa Alcott got me building castles in the clouds And I'd have tussles with the crowds Because my shirts were loud Because my hair as long Because I bleached it blonde LOVE All I ever really wanted was to have somebody say That I was all they ever wanted in this world and that was LOVE I wore my heart upon my sleeve In such a way you wouldn't believe Beneath those velvet skies at night I might be trite I might be LOVE Despite the spite I didn't pander To them twats in Lower Bangor Still looked like some Western Manga Joined the drama club – Miranda I met there and most couldn't stand her
She had long hair, eyes like a Panda Miranda rhymed best with "veranda" But we never found one to stand her Up on top of And I rang her Every night for, like, 3 months And people took the piss BUT! We were in love – the most love! Walked around Anglesey mountains hand in hand Miranda, me, and man – Rwanda was as real to us a as Santa Claus Because we was just kids in love 14 and a little bit – Miranda's stand a little bit above me It to I had to hand her – After six months, I couldn't stand her Anymore And I was bored So Miranda I ignored I stayed in bed and there I planned to Do away with my Miranda No more rhyming with veranda I'm an island – here's my sand I can't keep track of all the grains – And if it rains, I can't swear that I'll stay the same, Miranda But it's still the same, Miranda I might have got a little blander A little closer now to flanders But in the grander scheme of things, Miranda There aren't queens and kings There's only matter, Miranda And it doesn't really matter… LOVE All I ever really thought I wanted Apart from when I got it Then I'd plunder stuff And wonder if I really was in love You're not supposed to fake it – You're supposed to make it Hit the post and break it When it's time to take it, naked Baby I know love! It's in the movies, songs and books But if we move these songs and look There's nothing in the way And you can find something to say but… All I ever really wanted was to have somebody say That I was all they ever wanted In this word And that Was Love Published by BMG Music Publishing. Lyrics reprinted with permission