Kim Wilde - View From A Bridge

View from a bridge, can't take anymore,
View from a bridge, can't take anymore.

I guess it all began about a year ago,
Like a cheap love magazine.
You know the kind you read about,
And have to laugh at the pages in between.

Now I can't believe that fool inside is me,
'Cos I just can't face the world, I've grown to see.

View from a bridge, can't take anymore,
View from a bridge, can't take anymore.

I saw you kissing her, I saw you making her,
In the soft sheets in between.
But when you turned around, I saw your eyes were fire,
And you crashed out all my dreams.

And like a fool I just stood there and let it go,
I should have fought right back and let my feelings show.

View from a bridge, can't take anymore,
View from a bridge, can't take anymore.

You sure, as hell knew how, to make a fool out of me,
Well you cut me down for the things you want and now it's killing me.

I'll lay it on the line now
You're running out of time now

But then a voice said jump,
And I just let go.
And I'm floating out in space,
But then I feel your arms
And I turn around
To a ghost without a face

And I just don't know
What's fact or fantasy
'Cos when I look below the bridge
I see it's me

(c) 1982 wyk.: Kim Wilde