It’s the darkest hour, you’re twenty two The voice of youth, the hour of dread The darkest hour and your voice is new Love is lost, 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 Where love was good, no love was bad Wave goodbye to the life without pain Say hello You’re a beautiful girl
Say hello to the lunatic men Tell them your secrets They’re like the grave Oh, what have you done? Oh, what have you done? Love is lost, lost is love
You know so much, it’s making you cry You refuse to talk but you think like mad You’ve cut out your soul and the face of thought Oh, what have you done? Oh, what have you done?
