Just when I thought I'd got it made There you go, another way I find it so hard to explain How I felt on that day I held a flower in my hand God rest your soul, my dear old friend Cos I feel like kissing you again Just when I thought I had it all There you go, another way I'm in the back seat of a black car Driving pains and nausea I held a flower in my hand God rest your soul, my dear old friend Cos I feel like kissing you again Holding back my emotion You're never too deep to find The questions drive you crazy Say I feel like kissing you again I'm so confussed I lock the door But I can't stop the thing that I came here for I check the photograph and you're still right here God rest your soul God, turn it all God fills my home every night as I say that I feel like kissing you again I feel like kissing you again