Love Is Lost — David Bowie

It's the darkest hour, you're 22 The voice of youth, the hour of dread It's the darkest hour, and your voice is new Love is lost, and lost is love

Your country's new, your friends are new Your house, and even your eyes are new Your maid is new, and your accent, too But your fear is as old as the world

Say goodbye to the thrills of life When love was good, when love was bad Wave goodbye to the life without pain Say hello, your beautiful girl

Say hello to the greater men Tell them your secrets they're like the grave Oh what you have done, oh what you have done Love is lost, lost is love

You know so much, it's making me cry You refuse to talk, but you think like mad You've cut out your zone and the things have fold Oh what have you done, oh what have you done Oh what have you done, oh what have you done