Everything In The World - Squeeze

There are planes coming in

And there’s planes going out

One piece of luggage

Goes around and round

A lady cleans the floors

A night guard checks his watch

There’s two lonely faces

And one of them’s the clock

What crumbs of joy can I steal from this day

She didn’t have the time to call me and say

If the things I’d heard were valid and true

I’ve got everything in the world but you

Everything in the world but you

I drive against traffic

People race in to work

I’ve got this expression

That I know I deserve

The key slides in the lock

Who’s been here in my bed

Who’s been drinking coffee

What’s this paper and pen

My nerves are ripped to shreds

The phone rings on the floor

But I can’t pick it up

I can’t take any more

There are planes flying in

And there are planes flying out

I look up to the sky

And I’m left in no doubt