The Proclaimers Testo

Oh, sweet remembrance.For all the false doctrines of love we are the proclaimers of,
We claim it never meant that much,
Are we the betrayers of or just some complainers all?
So stand in line to hold the hand of everyone that you know.
Or wait around to ask the question, why you're all alone.
I'm not sure, so I won't ask that question anymore.
I'm not sure, so 'hup two three four.'
Benign as all the love I've known or
have been burning from or have left yearning from,
I'd rather have a mind I know than have
a heart gold or have a hand to hold.
So why do you want to know exactly how it feels?
You have known every night that you've lain in your tears.
I'm not sure so I won't ask that question anymore.
And I'm not sure who you're really crying for.
Oh, sweet remembrance.
I deny you that lie.