All that you thought you'd never have You hold in your hands All that you thought you'd never love Is right here above you It's cruel, cruel, cruel Cruel, cruel, cruel All that you thought would disappear Is waiting right here And all that you hold deep in your soul Can never be sold For all we know These days are all numbered But things could get better, I know Lord, 'cause I'll be the first and the last one to go Lord, it's a cruel, cruel world For all we know These days are all numbered And things will get better I hope Lord, 'cause I'll be the first and the last one to go Lord, it's a cruel, cruel world without love It's a cruel, cruel world without love